F.461II 


FROM  THE  LIBRARY  OF 


REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.  D.  D. 


BEQUEATHED   BY  HIM  TO 
THE  LIBRARY  OF 


PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


Digitized  by  tine  Internet  Arciiive 

in  2011  witii  funding  from 

Calvin  College 


http://www.archive.org/details/revivalsongsnewcOOandr 


REVIVAL  SONGSl 


/Sfl^ 


0  1934  '^' 


A  NEW  COLLECTION  OF 


HYMNS  AND  SPIRITUAL  SONGS 


CLOSET  AND  FAMILY  WORSHIP,  PEATER, 
CONFERENCE,  REVIVAL  AND  PRO- 
TRACTED MEETINGS. 


BY 


REV.  EMERSON  ANDREWS,  A.B.,A.M., 

EVANGELIST. 


'  ©,  sing  to  tl^e  ILorti  a  ncfaj  song." 

Psalms  xcvi.  1. 


BOSTON: 

PUBLISHED  BY  JAMES  H.  EARLE, 

No,  96  Washington  Street. 

1870. 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1870, 

By  EMERSON  ANDREWS, 

In  the  Office  of  the  Librarian  of  Congress,  at  "Washington. 


STEREOTTPED  AT   THE 

BOSTON    STEEEOTTPE    FOUNDRY, 

19  Spring  Lane. 


PREFACE. 


"What!  a  new  Hymn  Book?"  Yes,  dear 
friend,  just  what  you  and  every  Christian  need. 
For  more  than  thirty  years,  while  engaged  almost 
constantly  in  revivals  of  religion,  I  have  felt, 
like  many  others,  the  want  of  a  7iew  collection  of 
Revival  Hymns,  comprising  the  best  of  the  Old 
and  the  New  songs ;  some  in  whole  or  in  part, 
short  and  long,  common  and  rare,  original  and 
select,  in  rich  variety ;  adapted  to  add  life,  spirit, 
and  power  to  closet  and  family  devotions,  and 
to  promote  the  spirituality  and  efficiency  of 
social,  conference,  prayer,  and  protracted  meet- 
ings. 

Here  you  have  the  long-desired  compilation ; 
much  in  a  little ;  portable,  choice,  pure,  free, 
instructive,  devotional,  spiritual.  The  "Old 
Hymns,"  so  full  of  Bible  truth.  Christian  expe- 
rience, and  sacred  associations,   are   especially 

(3) 


PREFACE. 

adapted  to  refresh,  and  vitalize,  and  sanctify 
God's  people,  and  to  direct  and  win  sinners  to 
Christ  and  heaven.  So  let  it  be.  "Praise  ye 
the  Lord." 

To  glorify  God  and  bless  mankind,  and  be 
prepared  to  sing  the  New  Song  in  heaven,  is 
the  object  and  prayer  of  your  sincere  friend, 
Emerson  Andrews. 

Philadelphia,  Pa.,  July,  1870. 

(4) 


INDEX  TO   SUBJECTS. 


1.  Afflictions,  9,  27,  34, 137,  163,  212,  292,  298. 

2.  Awakening,  7,  14,  83,  171,  195,  214,  228. 

3.  Baptism,  13,  29,  71, 113,  140, 149,  205,  220,  274,  275. 

4.  Comforting,  10,  36,  56,  57,  74,  84,  134,  299. 

5.  Conviction,  18,  22,  88,  141,  231,  262,  295. 

6.  Conversion,  15,  25,  41,  44,  60,  95,  215,  224. 

7.  Domestic,  26,  36,  61,  72,  78,  85,  175. 

8.  Experience,  12,  28,  31,  35,  81,  90,  loi,  112,  173. 

9.  Funerals,  21,  65,  91,  107,  157,  205,  223,  282. 

10.  Glorying,  18,  63,  116,  139,  147,  194,  246,  298. 

11.  Heaven,  45,  106,  110,  138,  142,  236,  257,  297. 

12.  Inviting,  20,  38,  62,  93,  99,  103,  11 1,  207,  278. 

13.  Judgment,  39,  47,  50,  75,  124,  271,  294. 

14.  Liberty,  126,  133,  146,  195,  198,  284,  290. 

15.  Missions,  8,  140,  150,  210,  232,  289. 

16.  Prayer,  3,  102,  144,  156,  166. 

17.  Parting,  33,  37,  79,  118,  148,  273,  281. 

18.  Reforms,  6,  165,  185,  192,  222,  287. 

19.  Revivals,  2,  7,  89,  96,  103,  115,  171,  174,  214. 

20.  Supper  of  Christ,  12,  277,  27S,  2S6,  292. 

21.  Worship,  49,  68,  127,  151,  187,  239,  250,  252,  256, 

.      [338- 
(5) 


REVIVAL  SONGS. 

J^  Heavenly  Love.  C.  M. 

1  Come,  heavenly  love,  inspire  my  song 

With  thine  immortal  flame, 
And  teach  my  heart,  and  teach  my  tongue, 
The  Saviom-'s  lovely  name. 

2  The  Saviom' !  O,  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  that  blissful  sound  ! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  delight  around. 

^  3  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies; 
Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour  and  my  all ! 

2.  Voyage.       stem  the  Storm.      C.  M. 

1  O  FOR  a  breeze  of  heavenly  love, 

To  waft  my  soul  away 
To  the  celestial  world  above, 
Where  pleasures  ne'er  decay  ! 

2  Eternal  Spirit,  deign  to  be 

My  pilot  here  below, 
To  steer  through  Life's  tempestuous  sea, 
Where  winds  do  stormy  blow. 

3  From  rocks  of  pride  on  either  hand. 

From  quicksands  of  despair, 
O,  guide  me  safe  to  Canaan's  land, 
Through  every  latent  snare. 

4  Anchor  me  in  that  port  above. 

On  that  celestial  shore, 
Where  dashing  billows  never  move, 
Where  tempests  never  roar. 


3,  ExJiortation  to  Prayer.  L.  M. 

1  What  various  hinderances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 

Yet  who,  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw ; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah,  think  again  ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain. 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent 
To  Heaven  in  supplication  sent. 
Your  cheerful  songs  would  oftener  be, 

"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me  ! " 

4(.  Courage.        Valiant  Soldier,       C  M. 

1  Ye  valiant  soldiers  of  the  cross. 

Ye  happy,  praying  band. 
Though  in  this  world  you  suffer  loss, 
You'll  reach  fair  Canaan's  land. 
Chorus.    Let  us  never  mind  the  scoffs  nor  the 
frowns  of  the  world, 
For  we  all  have  the  cross  to  bear ; 
It   will   only  make   the  crown   the 
brighter  to  shine. 
When  we  have  the  crown  to  wear. 

2  All  earthly  pleasures  we'll  forsake 

When  heaven  appears  in  view, 
In  Jesus'  strength  we'll  undertake 
To  fight  our  passage  through. 


5,  Breathing  after  tlie  Eohj  Spirit.        C.  M. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look !  how  we  grovel  here  below. 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys ! 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs ; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate,  — 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

^^  Importance  of  Religion.  C.  M. 

1  Religion  is  the  chief  concern 

Of  mortals  here  below ; 
May  we  its  great  importance  learn. 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 

2  O,  may  our  hearts,  by  grace  renewed, 

Be  our  Redeemer's  throne ; 
And  be  our  stubborn  wills  subdued. 
His  government  to  own. 

3  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love 

Be  joined  with  godly  fear. 
And  all  our  conversation  prove 
Our  hearts  to  be  sincere. 

4  Let  lively  hope  our  souls  inspire ; 

Let  warm  afiections  rise ; 
And  may  we  wait  with  strong  desire 
To  mount  above  the  skies. 


7,  Sleepei'S.       Bower  of  Prayer.       P.  M. 

1  Why  sleep  we,  my  brethren  ?  come,  let  us  arise ; 
O,  why  should  we  slumber  in  sight  of  the  prize? 
Salvation  is  nearer ;  our  days  are  far  spent ; 
O,  let  us  be  active  ;  awake  !  and  repent. 

2  O,  how  can  we  slumber !  the  Master  is  come, 
And  calling  on  sinners  to  seek  them  a  home ; 
The  Spirit  and  Bride  now  in  concert  unite ; 
The  weary  they  welcome,  the  careless  invite. 

3  O,  how  can  we  slumber !  our  foes  are  awake ; 
To  ruin  poor  souls  every  effort  they  make ; 
To  accomplish  their  object  no  means  are  un- 
tried ; 

The  careless  they  comfort,  the  wakeful  mis- 
guide. 

4  O,  how  can  we  slumber,  when  so  much  was 

done 
To  purchase  salvation  by  Jesus  the  Son ! 
Now  mercy  is  proffered,  and  justice  displayed  ; 
Now  God  can  be  honored,  and  sinners  be  saved. 

8,  Binder  me  not.        Contrition.       G.  M. 

1  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 

My  journey  I'll  pursue ; 
"  Hinder  me  not,"  ye  much-loved  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes ; 
"  Hinder  me  not,"  shall  be  my  cry. 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  duties,  and  through  trials  too, 

I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 
"  Hinder  me  not ;"  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

4  And,  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be  — 
"  Hinder  me  not ;  "  come,  welcome,  death ; 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 


m 


9,  Tlie  Prodigal  Son.      ortonviile.     C  M. 

1  Afflictions,  though  they  seem  severe, 

In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 
They  stopped  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  forced  him  to  repent. 

2  Although  he  no  relenting  felt 

Till  he  had  spent  his  store, 
His  stubborn  heart  began  to  melt 
When  famine  pinched  him  sore. 

3  "  What  have  I  gained  by  sin,"  he  said, 

"But  hunger,  shame,  and  fear? 
My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread. 
While  I  am  starving  here. 

4  "I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done, 

And  fall  before  his  face ; 
Unworthy  to  be  called  his  son, 
I'll  seek  a  servant's  place." 

5  His  father  saw  him  comin'g  back ; 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smiled. 
And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

6  "Father,  I've  sinned;  but,  O,  forgive!" 

"  Enough !  "  the  father  said  ; 
"Rejoice,  my  house  ;  my  son's  alive. 
For  whom  I  mourned  as  dead. 

7  "  Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain. 

And  spread  the  news  around ; 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again, 

Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

8  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home ; 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels. 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 


10,  Precious  Bible.       Greenville.       8s  &  7s. 

1  Peecious  Bible !  what  a  treasure 

Does  the  word  of  God  afford ! 
All  I  want  for  life  or  pleasure, 

Food  and  medicine,  shield  and  sword. 
Let  the  world  account  me  poor ; 
Having  this,  I  need  no  more. 

2  Food  to  which  the  world's  a  stranger 

Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys; 
Of  excess  there  is  no  danger ; 

Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys. 
On  a  dying  Christ  I  feed  ; 
He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed. 

3  When  ray  faith  is  faint  and  sickly, 

Or  when  Satan  wounds  my  mind, 
Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly. 

Healing  medicines,  here  I  find ; 
To  the  promises  I  flee  ; 
Each  affords  a  remedy. 

11,  Pilgrims.  C.  M. 

1  Inquire,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 

That  leads  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  thither  set  your  steady  face, 
With  a  determined  will. 

2  Invite  the  strangers  all  around 

Your  pious  march  to  join. 
And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 

3  O,  come,  and  to  his  temple  haste. 

And  seek  his  favor  there  ; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  prayer ! 

4  O,  come,  and  join  your  souls  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands ; 
Accept  the  blessings  he  bestows 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 


12.  Bepentance.        Loving  Lamb.       C.  M. 

1  Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  wretch  as  I  ? 
Chorus,     O,  the  Lamb,  the  loving  Lamb, 
The  Lamb  on  Calvary  ; 
The  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
That  liveth  again, 
To  intercede  for  me. 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears. 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away  — 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

23.  TJie  Eoly  Spirit  invoked.  L.  M. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine, 
On  these  baptismal  waters  shine. 

And  teach  our  hearts,  in  highest  strain, 
To  praise  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 

2  We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws. 
And  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause  ; 

We  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 


14.         ^^^  Awakened  Sinner.       Ganges.      8s  &  6s. 

1  Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

And  knew  not  where  to  go. 
O'erwhelmed  in  sin,  with  anguish  slain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  sink  in  endless  woe." 

2  Amazed  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell. 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near; 
I  strove,  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain ; 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again  " 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled. 
It  poured  its  curses  on  my  head ; 

I  no  relief  could  find. 
This  fearful  truth  increased  my  pain  ; 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again  " 

O'erwhelmed  my  tortured  mind. 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunder  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast,  unwieldy  load. 
Alas !  I  read,  and  saw  it  plain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again. 
Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God." 

5  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell. 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare ; 
Yet,  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

I  sank  in  deep  despair. 

6  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Nazareth  passed  that  way. 

And  felt  his  pity  move. 
The  sinner,  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again. 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 


J5.  Desiring  Heaven.  7s  &  6s. 

1  O,  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

And  dwell  with  him  above  ? 
To  drink  the  flowing  fountains 

Of  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

2  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die  ; 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow ; 

I  bid  you  all  adieu ; 
And  you,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

3  O,  do  not  be  discouraged. 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend. 
And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge, 

He'll  not  refuse  to  lend  ; 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  ofttimes  you  request ; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 


16.  Christ  knocking,     Hamburg.     L.  M. 

1  Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door  ! 

He  gently  knocks — has  knocked  before; 
Has  waited  long  —  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Admit  him  ere  his  anger  burn  ; 
His  ffeet,  departed,  ne'er  return  ; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 


17,  Evangelist.      I'm  a  Pilgrim.     P.  M. 

1  I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger ; 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night ; 

Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 

To  where  the  fountains  are  ever  flowing. 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger ; 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

2  There  the  glory  is  ever  shining  ; 

I  am  longing,  I  am  longing  for  the  sight ; 
Here  in  this  country  so  dark  and  dreary 
I  have  been  wandering  forlorn  and  weary. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger ; 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

3  There's  the  city  to  which  I  journey ; 
My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  its  light ; 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
There  is  no  sin  there,  nor  any  dying. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger ; 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

18.  All  due  to  God.  CM. 

1  All  that  I  was^  my  sin,  my  guilt, 

My  death,  was  all  my  own  ; 
All  that  I  am  I  owe  to  thee, 
My  gracious  God,  alone. 

2  The  darkness  of  my  former  state. 

The  bondage,  all  was  mine  ; 
The  light  of  life  in  which  I  walk. 
The  liberty,  is  thine. 

3  Thy  grace  first  made  me  feel  my  sin, 

And  taught  me  to  believe ; 
Then  in  believing,  peace  I  found, 
And  now  I  live,  I  live. 

4  All  that  I  am  e'en  here  on  earth, 

All  that  I  hope  to  be 
When  Jesus  comes,  and  glory  dawns, 
I  owe  it.  Lord,  to  thee. 


19.  The  Cross.  L.  M. 

1  Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see, 

In  glowing  letters,  "  God  is  love ; " 
He  bears  our  sins  upon  the  tree ; 
He  brings  us  mercy  from  above. 

2  The  cross !  it  takes  our  guilt  away  ; 

It  holds  the  fainting  spirit  up  ; 
It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day, 
And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup ;  — 

3  The  balm  of  life,  the  cure  of  woe, 

The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love. 
The  sinner's  refuge  here  below, 

The  angel's  theme  in  heaven  above. 


20.  Inviting.     ExpoBtulation.    11 S. 

1  O,  TURN  ye,  O,  turn  ye,  for  why  will  you  die, 
When  God,  in  great  mercy,  is  coming  so  nigh? 
ISTow  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  sa3^s,  Come, 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away  I 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as 

you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 

3  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive, 
O,  how  can  you  question  if  you  will  believe  ? 
If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come? 
'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome ;  he  bids  you  come 

home. 

4  Come,  give  us  your  hand,  and  the  Saviour 

your  heart, 
And,  trusting  in  heaven,  we  never  shall  part ; 
O,  how  can  we  leave  you  ?  why  will  you  not 

come  ? 
We'll  journey  together,  and  soon  be  at  home. 


21,  Pleading  for  Acceptance.    Surrender.    P.M. 

1  When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now, 
Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  —  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought  ?  — 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  Prevent  it,  Lord,  by  thy  rich  grace  ; 
Be  thou  my  soul's  sure  hiding-place 

In  this  th'  accepted  day  : 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  O,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear; 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found. 
Whene'er  th'  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

And  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing. 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

22.  ^^^^  Grace.  12s. 

1  The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Escape  to  the  mountain ; 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  has  opened  a  fountain  ; 
For  sins  and  uncle anness,  for  every  transgression, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 

Cliorus.     Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb!  he  hath  purchased 
our  pardon  ; 
We'll  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over 
Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  O,  flee  to  the  Saviour ! 
He  calls-  you  in  mercy  ;  'tis  infinite  favor : 

Your  sins  are  increasing ;  escape  to  the  mountain  ; 
His  blood  can  remove  them,  which  flows  from  the 
fountain. 


23.  Christian  Heroism.       lOs  &  lls. 

1  Begone,  unbelief;  my  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief  will  surely  appear ; 

By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  perform ; 
Witli  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  and  he  will  provide  ; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all  fail, 
The  woi'd  he  hath  spoken  will  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love  in  times  past  forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  sorrow  to  sink ; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review. 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure  to  help  me  quite 

through. 

4  Since  all  that  I  meet  must  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  medicine's  food  : 
Though  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  before 

long, 
And  then,  O,  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's  song. 

24.  Christians.      Shall  we  meet.     8s  &  7s. 

1  Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river, 

Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll. 
Where,  in  all  the  bright  forever. 
Sorrow  ne'er  shall  press  the  soul  ? 

2  Shall  we  meet  in  that  blest  harbor, 

When  our  stormy  voyage  is  o'er? 
Shall  we  meet  and  cast  the  anchor 
By  the  fair  celestial  shore  ? 

3  Shall  we  meet  with  many  a  loved  one, 

That  was  torn  from  our  embrace  ? 
Shall  we  listen  to  their  voices, 
And  behold  them  face  to  face  ? 

4  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ  our  Saviour, 

When  he  comes  to  claim  his  own  ? 
Shall  we  know  his  blessed  favor, 
And  sit  down  upon  his  throne  ? 


25.  Not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel.  CM, 

1  Fm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word. 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesns,  my  God,  I  know  his  name  ; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face. 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


26.  Witnesses.        I  want  to  be  an  angel. 

1  We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus, 

Who  hath  redemption  wrought, 
Who  gave  us  peace  and  pardon. 

Which  by  his  blood  he  bought. 
We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus, 

To  show  how  much  we  owe 
To  Him  who  died  to  save  us 

From  death  and  endless  woe. 

2  We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus, 

Where'er  our  lot  may  fall. 
To  brothers,  sisters,  neighbors, 

In  cottage  and  in  hall. 
We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus ; 

The  world  in  darkness  lies ; 
With  him  against  the  mighty 

Together  we  must  rise. 


j 


27,  The  Dying  Christian.     All  is  well.     P.M. 

1  What's  this  that  steals,  that  steals  upon  my 

frame  ? 
Is  it  death  ?     Is  it  death  ? 
That  soon  will  queuch,  will  quench  this  vital 
flame? 
Is  it  death  ?     Is  it  death  ? 
If  this  be  death,  I  soon  shall  be 
From  every  pain  and  sorrow  free  ; 
I  shall  the  King  of  glory  see. 
All  is  well,  all  is  well. 

2  Weep  not,  ray  friends,  my  friends,  weep  not 

for  me ; 

All  is  well,  all  is  well. 
My  sins  are  pardoned,  pardoned ;  I  am  free ; 

All  is  well,  all  is  well. 
There's  not  a  cloud  that  doth  arise 
To  hide  my  Saviour  from  my  eyes ; 
I  soon  shall  mount  the  upper  skies. 

All  is  well,  all  is  well. 

3  Hark,  hark !  my  Lord  and  Master  calls  with 

grace ; 

All  is  well,  all  is  well. 
I  soon  shall  see,  shall  see  his  heavenly  face; 

All  is  well,  all  is  well. 
Bright  angels  are  from  glory  come ; 
They're  round  my  bed,  they're  in  my  room, 
They  wait  to  waft  my  spirit  home. 

All  is  well,  all  is  well. 

4  Hail,  hail,  all  hail !  all  hail,  ye  blood  washed 

throng. 

Saved  by  grace,  saved  by  grace. 
I've  come  to  join,  to  join  your  rapturous  song, 

Saved  by  grace,  saved  by  grace. 
All,  all  is  peace  and  joy  divine ; 
All  heaven  and  glory  now  are  mine ; 
O,  hallelujah  to  the  Lamb. 

All  is  well,  all  is  well. 


28.  Oood  News.  Willyougo? 

1  Whene'er  we  meet,  you  always  say, 

What's  the  news  ?     What's  the  news  ? 
Pray,  what's  the  order  of  the  day  ? 

What's  the  news ?     What's  the  news? 
O,  I  have  got  good  news  to  tell ! 
My  Saviour  has  done  all  things  well, 
And  triumphed  over  death  and  hell, — 

That's  the  news  !     That's  the  news  ! 

2  The  Lamb  was  slain  on  Calvary,  — 

That's  the  news !     That's  the  news  ! 
To  set  a  world  of  sinners  free,  — 

That's  the  news  !     That's  the  news  ! 
'Twas  there  his  precious  blood  was  shed, 
But  now  he's  risen  from  the  dead,  — 
And  all  around  his  fame  they  spread,  &c. 

3  The  Lord  has  pardoned  all  my  sin,  — 

That's  the  news  !     That's  the  news ! 
I  feel  the  witness  now  within,  — 

That's  the  news  !     That's  the  news  ! 
And  since  he  took  my  sins  away. 
And  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
'  I'm  happy  now  from  day  to  day,    &c. 

4  And  Christ  the  Lord  can  save  you  now, — 

That's  the  news  !     That's  the  news  ! 
Your  sinful  hearts  he  can  renew, — 

That's  the  news  !     That's  the  news! 
This  moment,  if  for  sins  you  grieve, 
This  moment,  if  you  do  believe, 
A  full  acquittal  you'll  receive,  &g. 

5  And  then  if  any  one  should  say. 

What's  the  news  ?     What's  the  news  ? 
O,  tell  them  you've  begun  to  pray,  — 

That's  the  news !     That's  the  news ! 
That  you  have  joined  the  conquering  band, 
And  now  with  joy,  at  God's  command. 
You're  marching  to  the  better  land,   &c. 


29,  A  great  Question,      wayfaring  man.    L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be  — 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise. 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon  ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Briirht  Morninoc  Star,  bids  darkness  flee. 


'&' 


4  Ashamed  of  Jesus,  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No,  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  yes,  I  may. 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then,  — ^  nor  is  my  boasting  vain,  — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 

And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be. 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

30.  Invitation,     will  you  come.     L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  dear  name,  how  sweet  the  sound, 
Replete  with  balm  for  every  wound  ! 
His  word  declares  his  grace  is  free. 
Come,  needy  sinner,  come  and  see ; 
Come,  guilty  sinner,  come  and  see,  &c. 

2  He  left  the  shining  courts  on  high. 
Came  to  our  world  to  bleed  and  die ; 
Jesus,  the  God,  hung  on  the  tree. 
Come,  helpless  sinner,  come  and  see ; 
Come,  guilty  sinner,  come  and  see,  &c. 


31.  Pilgrim  Stranger.  P.  M. 

1  I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a. stranger; 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night ; 

Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am- going 

To  where  the  fountains  are  ever  flowing. 

Chorus.     Vm  a  pilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger ; 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

2  There  the  glory  is  ever  shining  ! 

O,  my  longing  heart,  my  longing  heart  is  there. 
Here  in  this  country,  so  dark  and  dreary, 
I  long  have  wandered  forlorn  and  weary. 

3  There's  the  city  to  which  I  journey ; 

My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  its  light! 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  tears  there,  nor  any  dying ! 

4  Farewell,  neighbors ;  with  tears  I've  warned 

you ; 
I  must  leave  you,  I  must  leave  you  and  be 

gone! 
With  this  your  portion,  your  hearts'  desire, 
Why  will  you  perish  in  raging  fire  ? 

32.  Praise  to  Jesus,    i  do  believe.    CM. 

1  O  FOE  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise ! 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease,  — 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears ; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

3  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin. 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 


33.  Parting  Song.  P.M. 

1  Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone ; 

I  have  no  home  or  stay  with  you  ; 
I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  do  view. 
Chorus,     I'll  march  to  Canaan's  land, 
I'll  land  on  Canaan's  shore, 
Where  pleasures  never  end. 

Where  troubles  come  no  more. 
Farewell,  farewell,  farewell, 
My  loving  friends,  farewell. 

2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along. 

Nor  waits  for  mortals'  care  or  bliss ; 
I  leave  you  here,  and  travel  on 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love ; 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word. 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

34.  Weeping  Mary.  Martyn.       7s. 

1  Mart  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 

Hasted  at  the  early  dawn  ; 
Spice  she  brought,  and  rich  perfume, 

But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone. 
For  a  while  she  lingering  stood. 

Filled  with  sorrow  and  surprise, 
Trembling,  while  a  crystal  flood 

Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 

2  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voice; 
Christ  had  risen  from  the  dead  ; 

Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice. 
What  a  change  his  word  can  make, 

Turning  darkness  into  day! 
Ye  who  weep  for  Jesus'  sake. 

He  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 


35.  Death  welcome.         Frederick,    lis. 

1  I  WOULD  not  live  alway :  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way : 
The  few  hirid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  enough  for  Ufe's  woes,  full  enough  for  its  cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fettered  by  sin, 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within  : 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears. 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not   live  alway ;  no  —  welcome  the 

tomb ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom : 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  O,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  oe'r  the  bright 

plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 

5  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet. 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet, 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul. 

36.  ^<^^  *'^  Love.     Greenville.    8s  &  7s. 

1  God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  w^isdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove  ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


37,  The  Bower  of  Prayer.  lls. 

1  To  leave  my  dear  friends,  and  with  neighbors 

to  part, 
And  go  from  my  home,  it  afflicts  not  my  heart, 
Like  the  thought  of  absenting  myself  for  a  day. 
From  that  blessed  retreat  where  I've  chosen  to 

pray. 

2  Sweet  bower,  where  the  pine  and  the  poplar 

have  spread. 
And  woven  their  branches,  a   roof  o'er   my 

head. 
How  oft  have  I  knelt  on  the  evergreen  there, 
And   poured  out  my  soul  to  my  Saviour  in 

prayer ! 

3  How  sweet  were   the   zephyrs  perfumed  by 

the  pine. 
The  ivy,  the  balsam,  and  wild  eglantine ! 
But  sweeter,  O  sweeter,  superlative  were 
The  joys  that  I  tasted  in  answer  to  prayer! 

4  For  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  oft  deigned  to  meet. 
And  bless  with  his  presence  my  humble  re- 
treat. 

Oft  filled  me  with  raptures   and   blessedness 

there. 
Inditing,    in     heaven's    own    language,    my 

prayer. 

5  Dear  bower,  I  must  leave  you,  and  bid  you 

adieu. 
And  pay  my  devotions  in  parts  that  are  new. 
Well  knowing  my  Saviour  resides  everywhere. 
And  can  in  all  places  give  answer  to  prayer. 

6  Although  I  shall  never  revisit  the  shade. 
Yet  oft  shall  I  think  of  the  vows  I  have  made ; 
And  while  at  a  distance,  my  mind  will  repair 
To  the  place  where  my  Saviour  first  answered 

my  prayer. 


38«  Expostulation.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Now  the  Saviour  standeth  pleading, 

At  the  sinner's  bolted  heart ; 
Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 
Undertaking  sinners'  part. 

Chorus.  Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour? 

Will  you  thrust  him  from  your  arms  ? 
Once  he  died  for  your  behavior; 
Now  he  call  you  to  his  arms. 

2  Now  he  pleads  his  sweat  and  blood-shed, 

Shows  his  wounded  hands  and  feet ; 
Father,  save  them,  though  they're  blood  red, 
Raise  them  to  a  heavenly  seat. 

3  Sinners,  hear  your  God  and  Saviour, 

Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day ; 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behavior ; 
O,  repent,  return,  and  pray. 

4  O,  be  wise  before  you  languish 

On  the  bed  of  dying  strife  ; 

Endless  joy,  or  dreadful  anguish, 

Turn  upon  the  events  of  life. 

6  Now  he's  waiting  to  be  gracious. 
Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee ; 
See  what  kindness,  love,  and  pity 
Shine  around  on  you  and  me. 

6  Open  now  your  hearts  before  him, 
Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in ; 
Now  receive,  and  O,  adore  him. 
Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 


'&' 


7  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready ; 
Yet  there's  room  for  many  more ; 
O,  ye  blind,  ye  lame,  and  needy. 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store. 


39.  The  Final  Day.  CM. 

1  That  awful  day  will  surely  come,  — 

Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste,  — 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

Chorus.  The  judgment  day  is  rolling  on, 
The  judgment  day  is  rolling  on 
The  judgment  day  is  rolHng  on. 
Prepare  to  meet  thy  God. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys. 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  'heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  "  Depart ! " 

3  O,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

40.  Confiding.         Hamburg.     L.  M. 

1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 

But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

3  Just  as  I  am,  thou  wilt  receive. 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe  : 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

4  Just  as  I  am,  thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down ; 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 


4h1,  Sweet  Eome.  Us. 

1  An  alien  from  God,  and  a  stranger  to  grace, 

1  wandered  through  earth,  its  gay  pleasures  to 

trace  ; 
In  the  pathway  of  sin  I  continued  to  roam, 
Unmindful,  alas !  that  it  led  me  from  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 

O  Saviour,  direct  me  to  heaven,  my  home. 

2  The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade  away ; 
They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they  decay ; 
But  pleasures  more  lasting  in  Jesus  are  given  — 
Salvation  on  earth  and  a  mansion  in  heaven. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
The  saints  in  those  mansions  are  ever  at 
home. 

3  Farewell,  vain  amusements  !  my  follies,  adieu  ! 
While  Jesus,  and  heaven,  and  glory  I  view, 

I    feast   on   the   j^leasures   that  flow   from  his 

throne. 
The  foretaste  of  heaven,  sweet  heaven,  my  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 

O,  when  shall  I  share  the  fruition  of  home ! 

4  The  days  of  my  exile  are  passing  away ; 
The  time  is  approaching  when  Jesus  will  say, 

"  Well  done,  faithful  servant ;  sit  down  on  my 

throne, 
And  dwell  in  my  presence  forever  at  home." 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
O,  there  I  shall  rest  with  the  Saviour  at 
home. 

5  Affliction,  and  sorrow,  and  death  shall  be  o'er ; 
The  saints  shall  unite  to  be  parted  no  more ; 
There  loud  hallelujahs  fill  heaven's  high  dome  ; 
They  dwell  with  the  Saviour  forever  at  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home ! 

They  dwell  with  the  Saviour  forever  at  home. 


42.  ^^  Soldier's  Song.        Bower,     lls. 

1  I  HAVE  fought  the  good  fight,  I  have  finished 

my  race, 
And  thee,  O  my  Saviour,  I  soon  shall  embrace ; 
They  may  torture  this  body  —  my  spirit  is  free. 
And  the  billows  of  death  shall  but  waft  it  to  thee. 

2  Let  thy  strength.  Lord,  but  gird  me,  thy  smile 

be  but  mine. 
And  my  soul  on  thy  faithfulness  firmly  recline, 
The  dungeon,  the  sword,  or  the  stake,  I  can  dare, 
And  in  transports  expire,  if  my  Jesus  be  there. 

3  United  in  sufferings,  —  the  promise  is  clear,  — 
I  shall  with  my  Jesus  in  glory  appear ; 

Out  of  great  tribulation  in  triumph  I  go, 
With  my  robe  washed  in  blood,  and  made  whiter 
than  snow. 

43.  Precious  Promises.        Bower,     lls. 

1  How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  1 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath 

said  — 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  In  every  condition,  —  in  sickness,  in  health. 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth. 

At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea,  — 
As   thy  days   may  demand   shall   thy  strength 
ever  be. 

3  Fear  not ;    I  am  with  thee ;  O,  be   not   dis- 

mayed ; 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 

stand. 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn. 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 


44.  The  Female  Pilgrim.  P.  M. 

1  Whither  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger, 

Wandering  through  this  gloomy  vale  ? 
Know'st  thou  not  'tis  full  of  danger, 
And  will  not  thy  courage  fail  ? 

Chorus.  O,  I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom ; 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  ? 
Hallelujah  !     Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

2  Pilgrim  thou  dost  justly  call  me. 

Travelling  through  this  lonely  void ; 
But  no  ill  shall  e'er  befall  me, 

While  Pm  blessed  with  such  a  guide. 

3  Such  a  guide !    N"©  guide  attends  thee  ; 

Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise  ; 
If  some  guardian  power  defend  thee, 
'Tis  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 

4  Yes,  unseen  ;  but  still,  believe  me, 

Such  a  guide  my  steps  attend ; 
He'll  in  every  strait  relieve  me, 
He  will  guide  me  to  the  end. 

5  Pilgrim,  see  that  stream  before  thee, 

Darkly  rolling  through  the  vale ; 
Should  its  boisterous  waves  roll  o'er  thee, 
Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail  ? 

6  No  ;  that  stream  has  nothing  frightful ; 

To  its  brink  my  steps  I'll  bend  ; 
Thence  to  plunge  'twill  be  delightful ; 
There  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 

7  While  I  gazed,  with  speed  surprising, 

Down  the  vale  she  plunged  from  sight ; 
Gazing  still,  I  saw  her  rising. 
Like  an  angel  clothed  in  light ! 

Chorus.  O,  she's  gone  to  the  kingdom  ; 
Will  you  follow  her  to  glory  ? 
Hallelujah  !     Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


45  *      ^^^  Heavenly  Canaan.  Auld  Lang  Syue.    C.  M. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Eternal  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-fliding  flowers: 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
That  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  O,  could  we  make  our  aoubts  remove,  — 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise,  — 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes,  — 

4  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, — 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

46,  The  Hope  of  Heaven.    Pisgah.     C.  M. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage. 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come. 

And  storms  of  sori'ow  fall. 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all, 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest. 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


4i7,  The^Waming  Voice.     Uunkcr  liili.     C.  M. 

1  Ah,  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression, 
What  shall  thy  doom  be,  when  array'd  in  terror, 
God  shall  command  t]iee,covered  withpoHution, 

Up  to  the  judgment  ? 

2  Wilt  thou  escape  from  his  omniscient  notice, 
Fly  to  the  caverns,  court  annihilation? 

Vain  thy  presumption,  justice  still  shall  triumph 
In  thy  destruction. 

3  Stop,  thoughtless  sinner,  stop  awhileandponcler 
Ere  death  arrest  thee,  and  the  Judge,  in  ven- 
geance. 

Hurl  from  his  presence  thine  affrighted  spirit 
Swift  to  perdition,     [him; 

4  Oft  has  he  called  thee,  but  thou  wouldst  not  hear 
Mercies  and  judgments  have  alike  been  slighteQ, 
Yet  he  is  gracious,  and  with  arms  unfolded 

Waits  to  embrace  thee. 

5  Come,  then,  poor  sinner,  come  away  this  mo- 
Just  as  you  are,  come,  filthy  and  polluted,  [ment 
Come  to  the  fountain  open  for  nncleanness ; 

Jesus  invites  you. 

6  But,  if  you  trifle  with  his  gracious  message, 
Cleave  to  the  world,  and  love  its  guilty  pleasures, 
Mercy,grown  weary,shall  in  righteous  judgment 

Quit  you  forever. 

7  Then  you  shall  call,  but  he  will  not  regard  you, 
Seek  for  his  favor,  yet  shall  never  find  it. 

Cry  to  the  rocks  to  hide  you  from  his  presence, 
Deep  in  their  caverns. 

8  Where  the  worm  dies  not,  and  the  fire  eternal 
Fills  the  lost  soul  with  anguish  and  with  terror, 
There  shall  the  sinner  spend  a  long  forever, 

Dying  unpardoned. 

9  O,  guilty  sinner,  hear  the  voice  of  warning ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  and  embrace  his  pardon  ; 
So  shall  your  spirit  meet,  with  joy  trium])hant, 

Death  and  the  judgment. 


4)8.  ^^^   Eiding-Place.      Bonnie  Doon.     L.  M. 

1  Hail,  sovereign  love,  that  first  began 
The  scheme  to  rescue  foUen  man ! 
Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 

■   That  gave  ray  soul  a  hiding-place  ! 

2  Against  the  God,  that  built  the  sky, 
I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high. 
Despised  the  mansions  of  his  grace. 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding-place. 

3  En  wrapt  in  dark,  Egyptian  night. 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light; 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race. 

Secure  without  a  hiding-place. 

4  But  lo !  the  eternal  counsel  ran, 

"  Almighty  Love,  arrest  the  man  ;  " 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress. 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding-place. 

5  Vindictive  Justice  stood  in  view; 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew  ; 

But  Justice  cried,  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding-place. 

6  But  lo  !  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  Mercy's  angel  soon  appeared, 
Who  led  me,  on  a  pleasing  pace. 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding-place. 

7  On  him  Almighty  vengeance  fell. 
Which  must  have  sunk  a  world  to  hell ; 
He  bore  it  for  his  chosen  race. 

And  thus  became  their  hiding-place. 

4<9 ,     Spiritual  Improvement,    i  love  Jesus.  8s  &  7s. 

1  In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 
AVe,  thy  people,  now  draw  ne'ar; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling; 
Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear,  — 

Hear  with  meekness,  — 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 


50.  Christ's  Coming.      Nettleton.     8s  &  7s. 

1  Don't  you  see  my  Jesus  coming? 

Don't  you  see  him  in  yon  cloud, 
"With  ten  thousand  angels  round  him  ? 
How  they  do  my  Jesus  crowd  ! 

2  Don't  you  see  his  arms  extended  ? 

Don't  you  hear  his  charming  voice  ? 
Loving  hearts  beat  high  for  glory, 
O,  my  Jesus  is  my  choice. 

3  Don't  you  see  the  saints  ascending  ? 

Hear  them  shouting  through  the  air? 
Jesus  smiling,  trumpets  sounding, 
Now  his  glory  they  shall  share. 

4  Don't  you  see  the  heavens  open. 

And  the  saints  in  glory  there  ? 
Shouts  of  triumph  bursting  round  you  ? 
Glory,  glory,  glory  here ! 

5  Come,  backsliders,  tho'  you've  pierced  him, 

And  have  caused  his  church  to  mourn, 
Yet  you  may  regain  free  pardon, 
If  you  will  to  him  return. 

6  There  we'll  range  the  fields  of  pleasure 

By  our  dear  Kedeemer's  side. 
Shouting,  Glory,  glory,  glory. 
While  eternal  ages  glide. 

51 »  Consolation.       Cross  and  Crown.     CM. 

1  Mt  pilgrimage  will  shortly  end 
Here  in  this  world  of  sin : 
To  me  thy  hand  will  you  now  lend, 

And  always  be  my  friend. 
Be  with  me  when  I  come  to  die, 
O,  that's  the  joy  for  me ; 
And  fill  me  with  that  joy  on  high, 
O,  that's  the  joy  for  me. 


52,  ^^^y  Voyage.     Homeward  Bound.     P.  M. 

1  Out  on  an  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride  — 

We're  homeward  bound  ; 
Tossed  on  the  waves  of  a  rough,  restless  tide  — 

We're  homeward  bound; 
Far  from  the  safe,  quiet  harbor  we've  rode, 
Seeking  our  Father's  celestial  abode, 
Promise  of  which  on  us  each  he  bestowed  — 

We're  homeward  bound. 

2  We'll  tell  the  world,  as  we  journey  along, 

We're  homeward  bound ; 
Try  to  persuade  them  to  enter  our  throng  — 

We're  homeward  bound ; 
Come,  trembling  sinner,  forlorn  and  oppressed. 
Join  in  our  number ;  O  come  and  be  blest ; 
Journey  with  us  to  the  mansions  of  rest  — 

We're  homeward  bound. 

8  Into  the  harbor  of  heaven  now  we  glide  — 

We're  home  at  last ; 
Softly  we  drift  on  its  bright  silver  tide  — 

We're  home  at  last ; 
Glory  to  God,  all  our  dangers  are  o'er ; 
We  stand  secure  on  the  glorified  shore ; 
Glory  to  God,  we  will  shout  evermore ; 

We're  home  at  last. 


53. 


Tlie  Church  victorious.        lis.  P.  M. 


1  Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness ; 

Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more : 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  daystar  of  gladness ; 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved  thee 

Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be  j 
Shout,  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved  thee, 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free. 


54.  Blood  of  Jesus.     I  do  believe.     C.  M. 

.1  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins, 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see    . 

That  fountain,  in  his  day ; 
O,  raay  I  there,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

.  Shall  never  lose  its  power. 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Kedeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

5  And  when  this  feeble,  faltering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 
Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 

55.  ^^^  ^/  (^race.     Jesus  paid  it  all.    7s  &  6s. 

1  Nothing,  either  great  or  small, 

Remains  for  me  to  do  ; 
Jesus  died,  and  paid  it  all,  — 
Yes,  all  the  debt  I  owe. 
Jesus  paid  it  all,  &c. 

2  Till  to  Jesus'  work  you  cling 

Alone  by  simple  faith, 
"Doing"  is  a  deadly  thing; 
AH  "doincc"  ends  in  death. 


Cast  your  deadly  "doing"  down 
Down,  all  at  Jesus'  feet ; 

Stand  in  him,  in  him  alone. 
All  glorious  and  complete. 


56.  Tlie  Eohj  Feast        Praise  God.     7s. 

1  Come  find  taste,  along  with  me, 
Consolation  running  free 

From  my  Fatlier's  wealthy  throne, 
Sweeter  than  the  honey-comb. 

Chorus.     I'll  praise  God,  and  you'll  praise  God, 
And  we'll  all  praise  God  together; 
I'll  praise  the  Lord  for  the  work  that 
he  has  done. 
And  we'll  bless  his  name  forever. 

2  Why  should  Christians  feast  alone? 
Two  are  better  far  than  one ; 

The  more  that  come  with  free  good  will 
Makes  the  banquet  sweeter  still. 

3  Now  I  go  to  heaven's  door, 
Asking  for  a  little  more ; 
Jesus  gives  a  double  share. 
Calling  me  his  chosen  heir. 

4  Goodness  running  like  a  stream 
Through  the  New  Jerusalem, 
By  its  constant  breaking  forth 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  both. 

5  Saints  in  glory  sing  aloud 
To  behold  an  heir  of  God 
Coming  in  at  heaven's  door, 
Making  up  the  number  more. 

6  Heaven  here  and  heaven  there; 
Comforts  flowing  everywhere ; 
This  I  boldly  can  attest. 

That  my  soul  has  got  a  taste. 

7  Now  I  go  rejoicing  home 
From  the  banquet  of  perfume, 
Gleaning  manna  on  the  road, 
Dropping  from  the  mount  of  God. 


57.  The  Eden  of  Love.        12s  &  lls. 

1  How  sweet  to  reflect  on  those  joys  that  await  me 

In  yon  blissful  region,  the  haven  of  rest, 
Where  glorifted  spirits  with  welcome  shall  greet  rae 

And  lead  me  to  mansions  prepared  for  the  blest ! 
Encircled  in  light,  and  with  glory  enshrouded, 
My  happiness  perfect,  my  mind's  sky  unclouded, 
I'll  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  pleasure  unbounded, 

And  range  with  delight  through  the  Eden  of 
love. 

2  While  angehc  legions,  with  harps  tuned  celes- 

tial. 
Harmoniously  join  in  the  concert  of  praise, 
The  saints,  as  they  flock  from  the  regions  terrestrial, 

In  loud  hallelujahs  their  voices  will  raise ; 
Then  songs  to  the  Lamb  shall  reecho   through 

heaven ; 
My  soul  will  respond,  "  To  Immanuel  be  given 
All  glory,  all  honor,  all  might,  and  dominion. 
Who  brought  us  through  grace  to  the  Eden 
of  love." 

58.  Sorrows  of  Christ.      st.  Denis,     lls. 

1  Thou   sweet  gliding    Kedron,  by   thy   silver 

streams. 
Our  Saviour  at  midnight,  when  moonlight's  pale 

beams 
Shone  bright  on  the  waters,  would  frequently  stray, 
And  lose,  in.  thy  murmurs,  the  toils  of  the  day. 

2  O  garden  of  Olivet,  thou  dear  honored  spot. 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot. 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above  — 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love ! 

3  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him ;  come,  bow  at  his 

feet ; 
O,  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet ; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise. 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 


59 .  ^^^^  converted  Tliief.    i  do  believe.    C.  M. 

1  As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died, 
He  poured  salvation  on  a  wretch 
That  languished  at  his  side. 

2  His  crimes,  with  inward  grief  and  shame, 

The  penitent  confessed. 
Then  turned  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  prayer  addressed  :  — ■ 

3  "Jesus,  thou  Son  and  Heir  of  heaven! 

Thou  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ! 
I  see  thee  bathed  in  sweat  and  tears, 
And  weltering  in  thy  blood. 

4  "Yet  quickly,  from  these  scenes  of  woe, 

In  triumph  thou  shalt  rise. 
Burst  through  the  gloomy  shades  of  death, 
And  shine  above  the  skies. 

5  "Amid  the  glories  of  that  world. 

Dear  Saviour,  think  on  me. 
And  in  the  victories  of  thy  death 
Let  me  a  sharer  be." 

50,  Unspeakable  Love.         Bower,    lis. 

1  I  LOVE  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  my  Lord  ; 
I  love  thee,  my  Saviour,  I  love  thee,  my  God  ; 
I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost  know ; 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  show. 

2  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  O  wondrous  account ! 
My  joys  are  immortal;  I  stand  on  the  mount! 
I  gaze  on  my  treasure,  and  long  to  be  there 
With  Jesus  and  angels,  my  kindred  so  dear. 

3  O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  with  thee  I  am  blest! 
My  life  and  salvation,  my  joy  and  my  rest! 
Thy  name  be  my  theme,-  and  thy  love  be  my 

song; 
Thy  grace  shall  inspire  both  my  heart  and  my 


61.  star  in  the  East,    lis  &  lOs.  P.M. 

1  Hail  the  blest  morn !  see  the  great  Mediator 

Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descend  ! 
Shepherds,  go  worship  the  Babe  in  the  manger : 
Lo!  for  his  guard,  the  bright  angels  attend. 
Chorus,      Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  are  shining ; 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Wise  men  and  shepherds  before  him  do  fall. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Eclon  and  offerings  divine, 
Gems  from  the  mountains,  and  pearls  from  the 
ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,and  gold  from  the  mine? 

4  Vainly  w^e  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favor  secure; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

62.  Invitation  to  the  Mercy-Seat.    lis.  &  lOs. 

1  Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish  ; 

Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 
anguish ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure. 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying. 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 
8  Here  see  the  bread  of  life;  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from 
above ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love,  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 


63.         Tlie  Spiritual  Coronation.   Coronation.    CM. 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, — 

A  remnant  weak  and  small,  — 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  O  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
We'll  join  the  evei-lasting  song. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

^/4i,  ^"'^  Sheplierd.  Bower,    lls. 

1  The  Lord  is  our  shepherd,  our  guardian  and 

guide ; 
Whatever  we  want  he  will  kindly  provide  ; 
To  the  sheep  of  his  pasture  his  mercies  abound ; 
His  care  and  protection  his  flock  will  surround. 

2  The  Lord  is  our  shepherd ;  what,  then,  shall  we 

fear  ? 
What  danger  can  frighten  us  while  he  is  near  t 
Not  when  the  time  calls  lis  to  walk  through  the 

vale 
Of  the  shadow  of  death,  shall  our  hearts  ever  fail. 

3  The  Lord  is  become  our  salvation  and  song  ; 
His  blessings  have  followed  us  all  our  life  long ; 
His  name  will  we  praise  while  we  have  any 

breath ; 
Be  cheerful  in  life,  and  be  happy  in  death. 


65. 


66, 


Eternity.  ice  and  Snow.    7s. 

1  O,  YE  young,  ye  gay  and  proud, 
You  must  die  and  wear  the  shroud  ; 
Time  will  rid  you  of  your  bloom. 
Death  will  drag  you  to  the  tomb ; 
Then  you'll  cry  and  want  to  be 

Happy  in  eternity. 

2  Say?  will  you  go  to  heaven  or  hell  ? 
One  you  must,  and  there  to  dwell ; 
Christ  will  come,  and  quickly  too ; 

I  must  see  him,  so  must  you ; 
Then  you'll  cry  and  want  to  be 

Happy  in  eternity. 

3  The  white  throne  will  soon  appear  ; 
All  the  world  must  then  draw  near; 
Sinners  must  be  driven  down ; 
Saints  will  wear  a  starry  crown ; 
Then  you'll  cry  and  want  to  be 

Happy  in  eternity. 

4  O,  ye  mourning,  sinking  souls, 
See  beyond  the  torrent  rolls ; 
Now  believe  with  all  your  might; 

.    Christ  will  make  your  garments  white  ; 
Then  you'll  ever  with  him  be 

Happy  in  eternity. 


Worship.  Rolland.     L.  M. 


1  Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet. 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  fij^ith  and  sweeten  care, 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 


67,  To-day.       Will  you  go?    L.  M. 

1  To-DAT,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice, 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 
"Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice  ; 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  be  forever  blest. 
And  with  the  glorious  Jesus  rest  ? 
And  with  the  glorious  Jesus  rest? 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 

2  Will  you  be  saved  from  guilt  and  pain  ? 
Will  you  with  Christ  forever  reign  ? 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 

Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 

3  Come,  blooming  youth,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joys  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

4  Behold,  he's  waiting  at  your  door ! 
Make  now  your  choice ;  O,  halt  no  more ; 
Say,  sinner,  say,  what  will  you  do  ? 

Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 

5  Your  sports,  and  all  your  glittering  toys, 
Compared  to  our  celestial  joys. 

Like  momentary  dreams  appear ; 
Come,  go  with  us  —  your  souls  are  dear. 

6  Why  rush  in  carnal  pleasures  on  ? 
Why  madly  plunge  in  sorrow  down  ? 
Say,  without  Christ  what  can  you  do  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 

7  O,  must  we  bid  you  all  farewell. 

We  bound  to  heaven,  and  you  to  hell? 
Still  God  may  hear  us  while  we  pray, 
And  change  you  ere  that  burning  day. 

8  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name; 
We  know  his  love  remains  the  same  : 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 


68.  Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer.  D.  L.  M. 

1  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 

Aucl  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known ! 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief 
My  soul  has  often  found  rehef, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare, 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer ! 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 

To  Him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless ; 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face. 
Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
'  And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer !  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 
May  I  thy  consolation  share  ; 

Till  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height 
I  view  my  home,  and  take  my  flight : 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize. 
And  shout,  while  passing  through  the  air, 
Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 

g9,  ^^^^  ^'^''^  oftJie  Good  Shepherd.  lis. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd  ;  no  want  shall  I 

know ; 
I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  to  rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow. 
Restores   me  when  wandering,  redeems  when 

oppressed. 

2  Thro'  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though 

I  stray. 
Since  thou  art  my  Guardian,  no  evil  I  fear; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff"  be  my  stay ; 
No  harm  can  befall  with  my  Comforter  near. 


70. 


.TJie  Atonement,  P.  M. 


1  Saw  ye  my  Saviour —  saw  ye  my  Saviour, — 
Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  God  ? 

O,  he  died  on  Calvary,  • 
To  atone  for  you  and  me, 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

2  He  was  extended  —  he  was  extended, 
Painfully  nailed  to  the  cross  ; 

Here  he  bowed  his  head  and  died  ; 

Thus  my  Lord  was  crucified. 

To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 

3  Jesus  hung  bleeding  —  Jesus  hung  bleeding, 
Three  dreadful  hours  in  pain  ; 

And  the  solid  rocks  were  rent. 
Through  creation's  vast  extent. 
When  the  Jews  crucified  the  God-man. 

4  Darkness  prevailed  —  darkness  prevailed  — 
Darkness  prevailed  o'er  the  land  ; 

And  the  sun  refused  to  shine, 

When  his  majesty  divine 

Was  derided,  insulted,  and  slain. 

5  When  it  was  finished  —  when  it  was  finished, 
And  the  atonement  was  made, 

He  was  taken  by  the  great, 

And  embalmed  with  spices  sweet. 

And  was  in  a  new  sepulchre  laid. 

6  Hail,  mighty  Saviour  —  hail,  mighty  Saviour, 
Prince,  and  the  author  of  peace; 

O,  he  burst  the  bars  of  death. 
And,  triumphant,  from  the  earth 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

7  There  interceding  —  there  intercediKg, 
Pleading  that  sinner§  may  live, 
Crying,  "  Father,  I  have  died, 

O,  behold  my  hands  and  side ;    . 

O,  furgive  them,  I  pray  thee,  forgive." 

8  "I  will  forgive  them  —  I  will  forgive  them 
"When  they  repent  and  believe  ; 

Let  them  now  return  to  thee, 

And  be  reconciled  to  mc, 

And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive.  ' 


71,  Chrisfs  Baptism.     Bonnie  Doon.     P.M. 

1  In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 

Immersing  the  repenting  Jews  : 
The  Son  of  God  the  rite  demands  : 

Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse 
To  plunge  his  Lord  beneath  the  wave, 
The  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 

2  Admire,  ye  heavens  !  the  Saviour  lies 

In  deeps,  concealed  from  human  view : 
Ye  saints,  behold  him  sink  and  rise  ; 

A  fit  example  this  for  you. 
The  sacred  records,  while  you  read, 
Call  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 

3  Thus  the  eternal  Father  spoke. 

Who  shakes  creation  with  a  nod  ; 
Through  parting  skies  the  accents  broke. 

And  bade  us  hear  the  Son  of  God; 
O,  hear  the  joyful  word  to-day  ! 
Hear,  all  ye  nations,  and  obey ! 

72.  Jiesponsibility.       Kentucky.     S.  M. 

1  A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age. 

My  calling  to  fulfil, 
O,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage. 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care. 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 
And  O,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  give  ! 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray 

And  on  thyself  rely. 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 


73.  TJie  Joy  of  Assurance.     6s  &  9s.    P.  M. 

1  O,  HOW  happy  are  they 
Who  the  Saviour  obey, 

And  whose  treasures  are  laid  up  above ! 

Tongue  cannot  express 

The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ; 

When  my  heart  first  believed, 

O,  what  joy  I  received  ! 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
The  Redeemer  to  know ; 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet. 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus,  all  the  day  long. 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song; 

O,  that  all  his  salvation  might  see*! 

He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried. 

He  hath  suffered  and  died 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

74.  Bejoicing.  Triumpli.     lOs. 

1  JoYFtTLLY,  joyfully  onward  I  move. 

Bound  for  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above ; 
Angelic  choristers  sing  as  I  come, 
"Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home." 
Soon,  with  my  pilgrimage  ended  below, 
Home  to  that  land  of  delight  will  I  go ; 
Pilgrim  and  stranger  no  more  shall  I  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  resting  at  home. 


75.  Judgment  Bymn.  lis  &  8s. 

1  O,  THEKE  will  be  mourniDg,  mourning,  mourn- 

ing, mourning, 
O,  there  will  be  mourning,  at  the  judgment-seat 

of  Christ. 
Parents  and  children  there  will  part, 
Parents  and  children  there  will  part, 
Parents  and  children  there  will  part, 

Will  part  to  meet  no  more. 

2  O,  there  will  be  mourning,  &c. 

Wives  and  husbands  there  will  part,  &c. 

3  O,  there  will  be  mourning,  &c. 

Brothers  and  sisters  there  will  part,  &c. 

4  O,  there  will  be  mourning,  &c. 

Friends  and  neighbors  there  will  part,  &c. 

5  O,  there  will  be  mourning,  &c. 

Pastors  and  people  there  will  part,  &c. 

6  O,  there  will  be  mourning,  &c. 

Devils  and  sinners  there  will  meet,  &c. 
Will  meet  to  part  no  more. 
7.  O,  there  will  be  shouting,  &c. 

Saints  and  angels  there  will  meet,  &c. 
Will  meet  to  part  no  more. 

76.  Jesus  precious.  lls. 

1  O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit, 
With  love  and  thanksgiving  fall  down  at  thy 

feet. 
In  sacrifice  offer  my  soul,  flesh,  and  blood  ; 
Thou  art  my  Redeemer,  my  Lord,  and  my  God. 

2  All  human  expressions  are  empty  and  vain  ; 
They  cannot  give  voice  to  this  heavenly  flame ; 
Fm  sure,  if  the  tongue  of  an  angel  were  mine, 
I  could  not  this  mystery  completely  define. 

3  I'm  happy, my  Saviour,  and  that  past  account; 
My  joys  are  immortal;  I  stand  on  the  mount; 
I  gaze  on  my  treasure,  and  long  to  be  there, 
With  Jesus,  and  angels,  and  kindred  so  dear. 


'7'7',  Christ  in  the  Garden.      Bower,    lls. 

1  While  nature  was  sinking  in  stillness  to  rest, 
The  last  beams  of  daylight  shone  dim  in  the 

west ; 
O'er  fields  by  the  moonlight,  to  lonely  retreat, 
In  deep  meditation,  I  wandered  to  weep. 

2  While  passing  a  garden,  as  I  paused  to  hear 
A  voice,  faint  and  faltering,  from  oiie  that  was 

there, 
The  voice  of  the  mourner  affected  my  heart. 
While  pleading  in  anguish  the  poor  sinner's  part. 

3  In  offering  to  Heaven  his  pitying  prayer, 

He  spake  of  the  torments  the  sinner  must  bear; 
His  life  as  a  ransom  he  offered  to  give. 
That  sinners  redeemed  in  glory  might  live. 

4  I  listened  a  moment,  and  then  turned  to  see 
What  man  of  compassion  this  stranger  could 

be  ; 
When,  lo !  I  discovered,  knelt  on  the  cold  green, 
The  loveliest  being  that  ever  was  seen. 

78,  Tlie  Earnest  of  Heaven.   Ortonville.    C.  M. 

1  Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints. 

And  seal  them  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints. 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safely  bear  me  home. 


79.         ^^  Christianas  Hope.   Auld  Lang  Syne.  C.  M. 

1  Hail,  sweetest,  clearest  tie,  that  binds 

Our  glowing  hearts  in  one ; 
Hail,  sacred  hope,  that  tunes  our  minds 

To  harmony  divine. 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope. 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given  — 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 
Chorus.     We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  last, 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  ; 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

2  What  though  the  northern,  wintry  blast 

Shall  howl  around  our  cot; 
What  though  beneath  an  Eastern  sun 

Be  cast  our  distant  lot ; 
Yet  still  we  share  the  blissful  hope 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given ; 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

3  No  lingering  look,  no  parting  sigh. 

Our  future  meeting  knows  ; 
There  friendship  beams  from  every  eye, 

And  love  immortal  glows. 
O,  sacred  hope !  O,  blissful  hope ! 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given, 
The  hope  when  days  and  years  are  past. 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

SO.        Indwelling  of  God  desired.  Happy  Day.  L.  M. 

1  Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell, 

By  faith  and  love,  in  every  breast; 

Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel. 

The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 

Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length 
Of  thine  eternal  love  and  grace. 


81.  Tlie  Star  of  BetJileliem.    Bonnie  Doon.  L.  M. 

1  When,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky. 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train. 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks. 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, — ■ 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

3  Once  on  the  raging  sea§  I  rode ; 

The  storm  ^as  loud,  the  night  was  dark ; 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely"  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And,  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Xow  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
Forever,  and  forevermore, — 

The  Star  — the  Star  of  Bethlehem! 

82.  City  of  God.      Beautiful  Land. 

1  A  BEAUTIFUL  land  by  faith  I  see, 
A  land  of  rest,  from  sorrow  free. 

The  home  of  the  ransomed,  bright  and  fair, 
And  beautiful  angels,  too,  are  there. 
Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ?  &c. 

2  That  beautiful  land,  the  city  of  light. 

It  ne'er  has  known  the  shades  of  night; 
The  glory  of  God,  the  light  of  day, 
Hath  driven  the  darkness  far  away. 
Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ?  &c. 


83.  '^^^  Christian  Soldier.    Ortonville.    C.  M. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  : 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

84i.  Saints^  Home.    I'm  going  home.    L.  M. 

1  My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair ; 
Nor  pain  nor  death  can  enter  there ; 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine  ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 

Chorus.     I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 

2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky ; 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

3  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 

.  Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erflow ; 
Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 


85,  Weeping  Jesus.       Boylston.    S.  M. 

1  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

Angels  with  wonder  see  ;• 
Be  thou  astonished,  O,  my  soul ; 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee  ! 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep  ; 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear ; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  wee23ing  there. 

86.  Communion.     Nearer  to  Thee.    6s  &  4s. 

1  [NTeaeer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raise th  me, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

2  There  let  my  way  ajDpear 

Steps  unto  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  send  est  me 

In  mercy  given ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

3  And  when  on  joyful  wing. 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still,  all  my  song  shall  be. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee. 

Nearer  to  thee ! 


87.  Christian  Union.    No  sorrow  there.    L.  M. 

1  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known: 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord. 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place  ; 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

That  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  favorites  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  Then  let  om-  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

88.  Bepentance  at  the  Cross  of  Christ.     7s  &  8s. 

1  Heaet  of  stone,  relent,  relent ; 

Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued  ; 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 

Covered  with  a  gore  of  blood  ; 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done  ? 
Crucified  th'  eternal  Son. 

2  Yes,  thy  sins  have  done  the  deed. 

Driven  the  nails  that  fixed  him  there, 
Crowned  with  thorns  his  sacred  head, 

Plunged  into  his  side  the  spear, 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice. 
While  for  sinful  man  he  dies. 

3  Wilt  thou  let  him  bleed  in  vain  ? 

Still  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue? 
Open  all  his  wounds  again. 

And  the  shameful  cross  renew  ? 
No,  with  all  my  sins  I'll  part ; 
Break,  O  break,  my  bleeding  heart. 


II 


89^  Walking  with  Ood.     Balerma.    C.  M. 

1  O  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ! 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  liis  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

90.  Farewell  to  tie  World.  L.  M. 

1  Farewell,  farewell  to  all  below  ; 
My  Jesus  calls,  and  I  must  go  ; 

I  launch  my  boat  upon  the  sea ; 
This  land  is  not  the  land  for  me. 

2  I've  found  the  winding  path  of  sin 
A  rugged  path  to  travel  in  ; 
Beyond  the  chilly  waves  I  see 

The  land  my  Saviour  bought  for  me. 

3  Farewell,  dear  friends  ;  I  may  not  stay; 
The  home  I  seek  is  far  away  ; 
Where  Christ  is  not  I  cannot  be  ; 
This  land  is  not  the  land  for  me. 

4  My  hope,  my  heart,  is  now  on  high  ; 
There  all  my  joys  and  treasures  lie  ; 
Where  seraphs  bow  and  bend  the  knee, 
O,  that's  the  land,  the  land  for  me. 


91,  The  Land  of  Rest.   Beiford.  Ts,  Gs,  &  8s. 

1  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

We  will  not  weep  for  thee  ; 
For  thou  art  now  where  oft  on  earth 
Thy  spirit  longed  to  be. 

2  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

Thine  is  an  early  tomb  ; 
But  Jesus  summoned  thee  away  ; 
Thy  Saviour  called  thee  home. 

3  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

Thy  toils  'and  cares  are  o'er  ; 
And  sorrow,  pain,  and  suffering,  now 
Shall  ne'er  distress  thee  more. 

4  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

Thy  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
And  saints  in  light  have  welcomed  thee 
To  share  the  joys  of  heaven. 

5  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

And  this  shall  be  our  prayer, 
That,  when  we  reach  our  journey's  end, 
Thy  glory  we  may  share. 

92,  The  New  Birth.  C.  M. 

1  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace. 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new,  peculiar  race. 

2  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind,  • 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh, 
Creates  anew  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

3  Our  quickened  souls  awake  and  rise 

From  their  long  sleep  of  death  ; 

On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 

And  praise  employs  our  breath. 


93*  ^  ^^'"'9  ^^  9^  ^^  Heaven.  P.  M. 

1  O,  COME,  my  loving  neighbors,  will  you  go  to 

glory  with  me? 
I  long  to  go  to  heaven,  to  ray  long-sought  rest. 
O,  come,  poor  mourning  sinners,  will  you  go  to 

glory  with  me  ? 
I  long  to  go  to  heaven,  to  my  long-sought  rest. 

Chorus,     For  the  judgment  day  is  rolling  round ; 
Make  ready  ;  let  us  go  ! 

2  O,  come,  my  loving  brethren,  will  you  go  to 

glory  with  me  ? 
I  long  to  go  to  heaven,  to  my  long-sought  rest. 
O,  come,  my  loving  sisters,  will  you  go  to  glory 

with  me? 
I  long  to  go  to  heaven,  to  my  long-sought  rest. 

Chorus,     For  the  judgment  day  is  rolling  round  ; 
Make  ready  ;  let  us  go ! 

94.  God's  Army.       Wallace.    7s  &  6s. 

1  Soldiers  of  the  cross,  arise ! 
Lo,  your  Leader  from  the  skies 
Waves  before  you  glory's  prize, 

The  prize  of  victory. 
Seize  your  armor  —  gird  it  on ; 
The  battle's  yours;  it  will  be  won  ; 
Though  fierce  the  strife,'tvvillsoonbe  done; 

Then  struggle  manfully. 

2  Onward,  then,  ye  hosts  of  God ! 

Jesus  points  the  victor's  rod  ; 
Follow  where  your  Leader  trod ; 

You  soon  shall  see  his  face. 
Soon,  your  enemies  all  slain. 
The  crown  of  glory  you  shall  gain, 
And  walk  among  that  glorious  train, 

Who  shout  their  Saviour's  praise. 


95 •  ^^  expiring  Saviour.    8s,  Ts,  &  4s. 

1  Haek  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  : 
See !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky  : 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  "  It  is  finished ! "  —  O,  what  pleasm*e 

Do  these  charming  words  afibrd  ! 
Heavenly  blessings  without  measure 
Flow  to  us  throuojh  Christ  the  Lord : 

"It  is  finished  f" 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

9q,  "0,  revive  us  again."  o.  M. 

1  O  Lord,  thy  work  revive 

In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  O,  let  thy  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  prayer. 
Their  solemn  vows  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  tear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  humble  clay ; 
O,  come,  and  bring  salvation  near  — 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 

yy ,    Praise  to  the  Great  Jehovali.   Old  Hundred.  L.  jVT. 

1  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And-as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky. 
So  let  it  be  on  eartli  displayed. 
Till  thou  art  here  as  there  obeyed. 

2  O  God,  my  heart  is  fixed  ;  'tis  bent 
Its  thankfill  tribute  to  present ; 

And,  with  my  heart,  my  voice  I'll  raise 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 


98-.  ^^  ^^^^^^  *^  Boom.      Lenox.    H.  M. 

1  Ye  dying  sons  of  men, 

Immerged  in  sin  and  woe, 
The  gospel's  voice  attend, 

While  Jesus  sends  to  yon ; 
Ye  |3erishing  and  guilty,  come  ; 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame ; 
He  bids  you  come  to-day. 

Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame: 
All  things  are  ready  ;  sinners,  come  ; 
For  every  trembling  soul  there's  room. 

99.  Jesus' Invitation.    Expostulation.    8s  &  7s. 

1  Come,  —  'tis  Jesus'  invitation 

Now  to  mourning  souls  addressed; 
Why,  O,  why  such  hesitation  ? 
Mourners,  he  will  give  you  rest. 
Chorus.     Sinners,  can  you  hate,  &c. 

2  O,  hasten,  sinner,  to  return, 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
For  fear  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn 
Before  the  needful  work  is  done. 

200.  Heaven  anticipated,  P.  M. 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wanderers  given ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ;    * 

'Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls. 

By  sins  and  sorrows  driven. 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  —  'tis  heaven. 


101.    The  great  Physician.    Morning  Light.   7s  &  6s. 

1  How  lost  was  my  condition, 

Till  Jesus  made  me  whole! 
There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatched  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light,  compared  with  sin ; 
On  every  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within  ; 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness,  all  combined ; 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing, 

I  thought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 
But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain ; 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me, 

Some  gave  me  uj?  for  lost; 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me. 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crossed. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician  — 

How  matchless  is  his  grace  !  — 
Accepted  my  petition. 

And  undertook  my  case  ; 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him,  — 

For  sin  my  eyes  had  sealed, — 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  him: 

I  looked,  and  I  was  healed. 


102.  Siceet  Pra?/er.      Sweet  Home.    lls. 

1  When  torn  is  the  bosom  by  sorrow  or  care, 
Be    it   ever   so   sinij)le,  there's   nothing    like 

prayer; 
It  eases,  soothes,  softens,  subdues,  yet  sustains, 
Gives  vigor  to  hope,  and  puts  passion  in  chains. 

Chorus.     Prayer,  prayer,  O,  sweet  prayer  ! 

Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing 
like  prayer. 

2  When  far  from  the  friends  we  hold  dearest  we 

part. 
What  fond  recollections  still  pling  to  the  heart  ! 
Past  converse,  past  scenes,  past  enjoyments  are 

there ; 
O,  how   hurtfully  pleasing   till   hallowed   by 

prayer ! 

3  When  pleasure  would  woo  us  from  piety's  arms, 
The  siren  sings  sweetly,  or  silently  charms. 
We  listen,  love,  loiter,  are  caught  in  the  snare  ; 

•••    But  looking  to.  Jesus  we  conquer  by  prayer. 

4  While  strangers  to  prayer  we  are  strangers  to 

bliss ; 
Heaven    pours    its  full    streams  through  no 

channel  but  this ; 
And  till  we  the  seraph's  full  ecstasy  share, 
Our  chalice  of  joy  must  be  guarded  by  prayer. 

103.  Great  Feast.        Happy  Day.    L.  M. 

1  Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast ; 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest ; 

Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call  — 
The  invitation  is  to  all !  — 

Come,  all  the  world  I    come,  sinner,  thou ! 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 


104.  Christ  smitten.     Rock  of  Ages.    7s. 

1  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Le  me  hide  myself  in  thee ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  wounded  side  that  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  perfect  cure  ; 

Save  me,  Lord,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know,  — 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone. 

Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone, 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death. 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne. 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

105.  ^^'^  Mercy-seat.    Bonnie  Doon.    L.  M. 

1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From-every  swelling  tide  of  woes. 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 

'   'Tis  found  before  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend. 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar. 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet. 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 


106  .  ^^^  Home.    Rest  for  the  Weary-    8s  &  7s. 

1  In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 

There  remains  a  land  of  rest ; 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 
To  fulfil  my  soul's  request. 
Chorus.     There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  you  ; 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming. 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  a  mansion, 

Which  eternally  shall  stand  ; 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

3  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter. 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share ; 
But  in  that  celestial  centre 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

107.  Admonition.        Kobert  Kidd.    12s. 

1  Remembee,  sinful  youth,  you  must  die !  you 

must  die ! 
Remember,  sinful  youth,  you  must  die!      [truth, 
Remember,  sinful  youth,  who  hate  the  way  of 
And   in    your   pleasures  boast,  you  must   die! 

you  must  die ! 
And  in  your  pleasures  boast,  you  must  die. 

2  And  if  you  travel  down  the  broad  road,  the 

broad  road. 
And  if  you  travel  down  the  broad  road. 
And  if  you  travel  down,  to  darkness  you  arebound, 
Eternally  around,  the  broad  road,  &c. 

3  To  a  dreadful  judgment  day  you  are  bound, 

you  are  bound. 
To  a  dreadful  judgment  day  you  are  bound. 
To  a  dreadful  judgment  day,  be  your  thoughts 

whate'er  they  may ; 
Nor  can  you  it  delay,  you  are  bound,  &c. 


108.  Chrisfs  Advent,    old  Bay  State.    P.M. 

1  You  will  see  your  Lord  a  coming,  you  will  see 

your  Lord  a  coming, 
You  will  see  your  Lord  a  coming,  from  the  old 

church  yards. 
While  the  band  of  music,  while  the  band  of 

music. 
While  the  band  of  music  shall  be  sounding 

through  the  air. 

2  There  will  be  a  mighty  wailing,  &c. 

3  Then,  O  sinner,  you  will  tremble,  &c. 

4  You  will  flee  to  rocks  and  mountains,  &c. 

5  You  will  see  the  saints  arising,  &g. 

6  Angels  bear  them  to  the  Saviour,  &c. 

109.  ^^^^  ^^  ^^^^  Unconverted.  8s  &  4s. 

1  Hakk  !  hark !  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds  ; 
Through  earth  and  heaven  the  echo  bounds; 
Pardon  and  peace  by  Jesus'  blood ! 
Sinners  are  reconciled  to  God, 

Sinners  are  reconciled  to  God, 
By  grace  divine. 

2  Come,  sinners,  hear  the  joyful  news; 
No  longer  dare  the  grace  refuse  ; 
Mercy  and  justice  here  combine  ; 
Goodness  and  truth  harmonious  join, 
Goodness  and  truth  harmonious  join, 

T'  invite  you  near. 

3  Ye  saints  in  glory,  strike  the  lyre ; 
Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sacred  fire  ; 
Let  both  the  Saviour's  love  proclaim, 
Forever  worthy  is  the  Lamb, 
Forever  worthy  is  the  Lamb, 

Of  endless  praise. 


110.  Land  of  Best.  C.  M. 

1  O,  LA.ND  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh ; 

When  will  the  moment  come 
When  I  shall  hiy  my  armor  by, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home  ? 

2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know; 

No  peaceful,  sheltering  dome ; 
This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe  ; 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

3  To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest ; 

He  bade  me  cease  to  roam, 

And  fly  for  succor  to  his  breast, 

And  he'd  conduct  me  home. 

4  I  would  at  once  have  quit  the  place. 

Where  foes  and  fury  roam ; 
But,  ah !  my  passport  was  not  sealed ; 
I  could  not  yet  go  home. 

5  When,  by  afflictions  sharply  tried, 

I  viewed  the  gajDing  tomb. 
Although  I  dread  death's  chilling  flood, 
Yet  still  I  sighed  for  home. 

6  Weary  of  wandering  round  and  round 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 
I  long  to  leave  th'  unhallowed  ground, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 

Ill,  Decision.     The  Sinner's  Resolve.    C.  M. 

1  Come,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve :  — 

2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 


212.  Heavenly  Union.  L.  M.  8s. 

1  Attend,  ye  saints,  and  hear  me  tell 
The  wonders  of  Immanuel, 
Who  saved  me  from  a  burning  hell. 
And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dwell, 
And  gave  me  heavenly  union. 

'  2  When  Jesus  saw  me  from  on  high, 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie. 
He  looked  on  me  with  pitying  eye, 
And  said  to  me,  as  he  passed  by, 
"  With  God  you  have  no  union." 

3  Then  I  began  to  weep  and  cry. 
And  looked  this  way  and  that  to  fly ; 
It  grieved  me  sore  that  I  must  die; 

I  strove  salvation  for  to  buy ; 
But  still  I  had  no  union! 

4  But  when  I  hated  all  my  sin. 
My  dear  Redeemer  took  me  in. 

And  with  his  blood  he  washed  me  clean; 
And  O,  what  seasons  I  have  seen. 
Since  first  I  felt  this  union  ! 

5  I  praised  the  Lord  both  night  and  day. 
And  went  from  house  to  house  to  pray, 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 

I  found  I'd  something  still  to  say 
About  this  heavenly  union. 

6  I  now  with  saints  can  join  to  sing. 
And  mount  on  faith's  triumphant  wing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring 
With  loud  hosannas  to  our  King, 

Who  brought  our  souls  to  union' 

7  Sing  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul  —  awake,  my  tongue ; 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim, 
For  grace  and  heavenly  union. 


t 


113.  ^^  emblematic  Dove.  —  Baptism.     C.  M. 

1  Meekly  in  Jordan's  holy  stream 

The  great  Redeemer  bowed ; 
Bright  was  the  glory's  sacred  beam 
That  hushed  the  wondering  crowd. 

2  Thus  God  descended  to  approve 

The  deed  that  Christ  had  done; 
Thus  came  the  emblematic  Dove, 
And  hovered  o'er  the  Son. 

3  So,  blessed  Spirit,  come  to-day 

To  our  baptismal  scene ; 
Let  thoughts  of  earth  be  far  away, 
And  every  mind  serene. 

4  This  day  we  give  to  holy  joy; 

This  day  to  heaven  belongs; 
Raised  to  new  life,  we  will  employ 
In  melody  our  tongues. 

114.  Meeting'.      Say,  Brothers.    C.  M. 

1  Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  iis, 
Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us, 
Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us. 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ? 

Chortis.  By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you, 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you, 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you, 
Where  parting  is  no  more. 

2  Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever. 

On  Canaan's  hapj^y  shore. 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah; 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah; 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah. 

Forever,  evermore. 


115.  Prayer  for  a  Bevival.  Good  Shepherd.  8s,7s,4s. 

1  Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation ; 

Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourished ; 

Every  part  looked  gay  and  green ; 
All  its  plants  by  thee  were  nourished ; 
Then  how  cheering  was  the  scene ! 

Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  heljD  must  come  from  thee. 

3  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance ; 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither; 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again ; 
O,  permit  them  not  to  wither; 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 

Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  the^. 

5  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent ; 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers ; 
Let  each  one  esteemed  thy  servant 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh, 
And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 

To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 
Lord,  revive  us ! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 


116,  Jesus'  Beign.  P.  M. 

1  Hear  the  royal  proclamation, 
Joyful  tidings  of  salvation, 
Publishing  to  every  creature. 
To  the  ruined  sons  of  nature, 

Chorus.     Jesns  reigns  —  he  reigns  victorious ; 
Over  heaven  and  earth  most  glorious, 
Jesus  reigns. 

2  See  the  royal  banners  flying ! 
Hear  the  herald  loudly  crying ! 
Rebel  sinners,  royal  favor 
Now  is  oflfered  by  the  Saviour. 

Lo,  he  reigns,  &c. 

3  Hear,  ye  sons  of  wrath  and  ruin. 
Who  have  wrought  your  own  undoing: 
Here  is  life  and  free  salvation 
Offered  to  the  whole  creation. 

Jesus  reigns,  &c. 

4  'Twas  for  you  that  Jesus  died, 
For  you  your  Lord  was  crucified. 
Conquered  death,  and  rose  to  heaven. 
Life  eternal  through  him  given. 

Lo,  he  reigns,  &c. 

5  Turn  unto  the  Lord  most  holy, 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly  — 
Roaring  thunders,  lightning's  blazes, 
Shout  the  great  Messiah's  praises. 

Jesus  reigns,  &g. 

6  Shout,  ye  tongues  of  every  nation, 
To  the  bounds  of  the  creation ; 
Shout  the  praise  of  Judah's  Lion, 
The  Almighty  Prince  of  Zion. 

Jesus  reigns,  &c. 


JJ'T',  Lord,  remember  me.    pisgah.    C  M. 

1  Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend ; 

As  such  I  look  to  thee ; 
Now,  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 

0  Lortl,  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace  : 

Remember  Calvary; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God ! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  I  own  I'm  guilty,  own  I'm  vile ; 

Yet  thy  salvation's  free  : 
Then,  in  thy  all-abounding  grace, 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  Howe'er  forsaken  or  distressed, 

Howe'er  oppressed  I  be, 
Howe'er  afflicted  here  on  earth, 
Do  thou  remember  me. 

6  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death. 

And  creature  helps  all  flee, 
Then,  O  my  great  Redeemer,  God, 

1  pray,  remember  me. 

118.  Parting,  L.  M. 

1  Farewell,  dear  friends;  I  must  be  gone ; 

I  have  no  home  or  stay  with  you; 
I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on. 
Till  I  a  better  world  do  view. 
Chorus.     Farewell,  farewell,  farewell. 
My  loving  friends,  farewell. 

2  Farewell,  young  converts  of  the  cross  ; 

O,  labor  hard  for  Christ  and  heaven ; 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross ; 
Fight  on ;  the  crown  will  soon  be  given. 


119.  The  Jubilee  proclaimed.  -Lenox.    H.  M. 

1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 

The  gladly-solemn  sound; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  The  gospel  trumpet  hear. 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace ; 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near ; 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  full  atonement  made ; 
Ve  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

e  mourning  souls,  be  glad  : 
)  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
;urn,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

Emancipation.  8s  &  7s. 

HEN  I  was  down  in  Egypt  land ; 
I  want  to  wear  the  crown, 
leard  tell  of  the  promised  land ; 
I  want  to  wear  the  crown. 

My  heart  says,  praise  the  Lord,  &c. 

-Vly  dungeon  shook,  ray  chains  fell  off; 

I  want  to  wear  the  crown. 
Glory  to  God  my  soul  did  cry ; 

I  want  to  wear  the  crown. 

My  heart  says,  praise  the  Lord,  &c. 


121.  Revival  Elessings.  C.  P.  M. 

1  The  Lord  into  bis  garden  comes ; 
The  spices  yield  their  rich  perfumes  ; 

The  Hlies  grow  and  thrive ; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 

And  make  the  dead  revive. 

2  This  makes  the  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  to  abound, 

And  fruitful  soil  become ; 
The  desert  blossoms  like  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun ; 

My  soul  a  witness  is ; 
Come,  taste  and  see  the  j^ardon  free 
To  all  mankind  as  well  as  me  ; 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  pitiful  and  kind. 

Who  will  them  all  reheve : 
None  are  too  late  if  they  repent ; 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went ; 

Jesus  did  him  receive. 


122.  Zion  waking.   Piigrim.    8s  &  7s. 

1  Met,  O  God,  to  ask  thy  presence. 

Join  our  hearts  to  seek  thy  grace  ; 
O,  deny  us  not,  nor  spurn  us  ; 
Let  us  see  thy  smiling  face. 
Chorus.     We  are  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 

2  We  have  wandered,  long  have  wandered, 

Much  deserve  thy  chastening  rod ; 
But  we  come  to  own  our  folly ; 
Heal  and  pardon,  O,  our  God. 


123.  ^^^  Way-faring  Man.         L.  M.  D. 

1  A  POOR,  wayfaring  man  of  grief 

Hath  often  crossed  me  on  my  way, 
Who  sued  so  humbly  for  relief^ 

That  I  could  never  answer  nay; 
I  had  not  power  to  ask  his  name. 
Whither  he  went  or  whence  he  came; 
Yet  there  was  something  in  his  eye 
That  won  my  love,  I  knew  not  why. 

2  Once,  when  my  scanty  meal  was  spread, 

He  entered ;  not  a  word  he  spake ; 
Just  perishing  for  want  of  bread, 

I  gave  him  all ;  he  blessed  it,  brake, 
And  ate,  but  gave  me  part  again ; 
Mine  was  an  angel's  portion  then, 
And  while  I  fed  with  eager  haste, 
The  crust  was  manna  to  my  taste. 

3  I  spied  him  where  a  fountain  burst 

Clear  from  the  rock ;  his  strength  was  gone; 
The  heedless  water  mocked  his  thirst ; 

He  heard  it,  saw  it  hurrying  on. 
I  ran  and  raised  the  sufferer  up ; 
Thrice  from  the  stream  he  drained  my  cup, 
Dipped  and  returned  it  running  o'er ; 
I  drank,  and  never  thirsted  more. 

4  Then,  in  a  moment,  to  my  view, 

The  stranger  started  from  disguise ; 
The  tokens  in  his  hands  I  knew; 

My  Saviour  stood  before  my  eyes. 
He  spake,  and  my  poor  name  he  named;  — 
"Of  me  thou  hast  not  been  ashamed; 
These  deeds  shall  thy  memorial  be ; 
Fear  not ;  thou  didst  it  unto  me." 


J 24.  Something  new.  C.  M, 

1  Since  man  by  sin  has  lost  his  God, 

He  seeks  creation  through, 
And  vainly  strives  for  sohd  bliss 
In  trying  something  new. 

2  The  new  jDossessed,  like  fading  flowers, 

Soon  loses  its  gay  hue ; 
The  bubble  now  no  longer  charms; 
The  mind  wants  something  new. 

3  Could  we  but  call  all  Europe  ours, 

With  India  and  Peru, 
The  mind  would  feel  an  aching  void. 
And  still  want  something  new. 

4  But  when  the  Saviour's  love  we  feel. 

All  good  in  him  we  view ; 
The  mind  forsakes  its  vain  delights. 
In  Christ  finds  something  new. 

5  The  joys  the  dear  Redeemer  gives 

Will  bear  a  strict  review; 
Nor  need  we  ever  change  again. 
For  Christ  is  always  new. 

6  Cheerful  we'll  walk  the  road  to  bliss. 

Joined  with  a  happy  few ; 
And  when  we  reach  our  journey's  end. 
Find  heaven  forever  new. 


125.  Christ  our  Guide.      Salvation.    L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way, 

My  sure,  unerring  light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  soul  I  stay, 
Which  thou  wilt  lead  aright. 

2  My  wisdom  and.  my  guide, 

My  counsellor,  thou  art; 
O,  never  let  me  leave  thy  side. 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 


126.  ^^^^  Country.     America.    6s  &  4s. 

1  My  country,  'tis  of"  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride. 
From  every  mountain  side, 

Let  freedom  ring ! 

2  My  native  country,  thee  — 
Land  of  the  noble,  free  — 

Thy  name  I  love : 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze. 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song! 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break,  — 

The  sound  prolong ! 

4  Our  fathers'  God,  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing: 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King. 

127.  Doxology.  8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

1  Great  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne : 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  three  in  one. 


128.  Invitation.      Just  now.    8s  &  6s. 

1  Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 

Come  to  Jesus  just  now; 
Just  now,  come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus,  just  now. 

2  He  will  save  you,  he  will  save  you,  &c. 

3  Don't  reject  him,  don't  reject  him,  &c. 

4  Only  trust  him,  only  trust  him,  &c. 

5  He  is  willing,  just  now,  &c. 

6  He  is  able,  just  now,  &g. 

7  He  is  knocking,  just  now,  &g. 

8  Time  is  flying,  just  now,  &c. 

9  Will  you  linger,  just  now,  &g. 

10  Come,  poor  sinner,  just  now,  &c. 

11  Christ  is  pleading,  just  now,  &c. 

12  Do  not  slight  him,  just  now,  &g. 

13  God  is  waiting,  just  now,  &g. 

14  Christ  may  leave  you,  just  now,  &c. 

15  Love  the  Saviour,  just  now,  &g. 

16  Pray  on,  brethren,  just  now,  &g. 

17  Pray  on,  sisters,  just  now,  &c. 

18  Satan  trembles,  just  now,  &g. 

19  Heaven  rejoices,  just  now,  &g. 

129.  Captivity  led  captive.  PL  M. 

1  The  happy  morn  is  come : 

Triumphant  o'er  the  grave, 
The  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb. 

Omnipotent  to  save : 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  that  was  dead. 

2  Christ  hath  the  ransom  paid  ; 

The  glorious  work  is  done ; 
On  him  our  help  is  laid. 

By  him  our  victory  won : 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  that  was  dead. 


130.  Source  of  Blessings.     Nettleton.   8s  &  7s. 

1  Holy  Source  of  consolation, 

Light  and  life  thy  grace  imparts ; 
Visit  us  in  thy  compassion ; 

Guide  our  minds,  and  fill  our  hearts. 

2  Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 

Thou  canst  bring  us  from  above ; 
Lord,  we  ask  that  heavenly  treasure, 
Wisdom,  holiness,  and  love. 

3  Dwell  within  us,  blessed  Spirit ; 

Where  thou  art  no  ill  can  come ; 
Bless  us  now  through  Jesus'  merit ; 
Reign  in  every  heart  and  home. 

4  Saviour,  lead  us  to  adore  thee. 

While  thou  dost  prolong  our  days; 
Then,  with  angel  hosts  before  thee. 
May  we  worship,  love,  and  praise. 

131.  Sovereign  Grace.  Grace.  7s. 

1  Sovereign  grace  has  power  alone 
To  subdue  a  heart  of  stone ; 
And  the  moment  grace  is  felt. 
Then  ihe  hardest  heart  will  melt. 

2  When  the  Lord  was  crucified. 
Two  transgressors  with  him  died  ; 
One,  with  vile  blaspheming  tongue, 
Scoffed  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

3  But  the  other,  touched  with  grace. 
Saw  the  danger  of  his  case ; 
Faith  received  to  own  the  Lord, 
Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhorred. 

4  This  was  wondrous  grace  indeed, 
Grace  bestowed  in  time  of  need ; 
Sinners,  trust  in  Jesus'  name  ; 
You  shall  find  him  still  the  same. 


132.  Assurance.  Canaan.     L.  M. 

1  I'm  glad  that  I  was  born  to  die; 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
From  grief  and  woe  my  soul  shall  fly ; 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 

2  Bright  angels  shall  convey  me  home, 
Away  to  New  Jerusalem. 

3  I  have  some  friends  before  me  gone, 
And  I'm  resolved  to  follow  on ; 

4  They're  happy  round  my  Father's  throne; 
They're  looking  out  for  me  to  come. 

5  I  hope  to  meet  my  brethren  there, 
Who  used  to  join  with  me  in  prayer ; 

6  If  you  get  there  before  I  do, 

^  Look  out  for  me  ;  I'm  coming  too. 

7  I'll  praise  ray  Maker  while  I've  breath ; 
I  hope  to  praise  him  after  death ; 

8  I  hope  to  praise  him  when  I  die. 
And  shout  salvation  as  I  fly. 

133.  Encouragement  to  Faithfulness.  No  Sorrow.  S.M. 

1  Our  Captain  leads  us  on ; 

He  beckons  from  the  skies ; 

He  reaches  out  a  starry  crown. 

And  bids  us  take  the  prize. 

2  «  Be  faithful  unto  death. 

Partake  my  victory. 
And  thou  shalt  wear  this  glorious  wreath, 
And  thou  shalt  reign  with  me." 

3  Who  conquer  in  his  might 

The  victor's  meed  receive  ; 
They  claim  a  kingdom  in  his  right. 
Which  God  will  freely  give. 


134t  Christ  precious  to  Believers,  i  do  believe.  CM. 

1  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  name !  the  rock  on  which  I  build. 

My  shield  and  hiding-place, 
My  never-failing  treasury,  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  So,  then,  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

135.  Gratitude.         Ortonvillc.    C  M. 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys. 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed. 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Through  every  period  of  my  life. 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue. 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 


136.  BeligJit.    I  >vant  to  be  an  Angel.    6s  &  7s. 

1  I  WANT  to  be  an  angel, 

And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand  ; 
There,  right  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I'd  wake  the  sweetest  music, 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 

2  I  never  should  be  weary, 

Nor  ever  shed  a  tear, 
Nor  ever  know  a  sorrow. 

Nor  ever  feel  a  fear  ; 
But  blessed,  pure,  and  holy, 

I'd  dwell  in  Jesus'  sight, 
And,  with  ten  thousand  thousand, 

I'd  j)raise  him  day  and  night. 

3  I  know  I'm  weak  and  sinful. 

But  Jesus  will  forgive  ; 
For  many  little  children 

Have  gone  to  heaven  to  live  ; 
Dear  Saviour,  when  I  languish. 

And  lay  me  down  to  die, 
O,  send  a  shining  angel 

To  bear  me  to  the  sky. 

4  O,  there  I'll  be  an  angel. 

And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand  ; 
And  there,  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I'll  join  the  heavenly  music, 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 


137.  G^lonjing  in  the  Cross.    Pleading.  8s  &  7s.  D. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story- 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

Chorus.  Turn  to  the  Lord,  &c. 

2  When  the  waves  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me; 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bhss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way. 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  new  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Grief  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory,- 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

138.  ^o^y  'Jerusalem.  C.   M. 

1  Jeeusalem,  my  happy  home, 

O,  how  I  long  for  thee ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 

2  Jesus,  my  Lord,  to  glory's  gone  j 

Him  will  I  go  and  see ; 
And  all  my  brethren  here  below 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

3  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 


139.  Christ  the  Way,     Happy  Day.    L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone  — 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

Chorus.  Happy  day,  happy  day,  &c. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went. 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  king's  highway  of  holiness  — 
I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  j^eace. 

Happy  day,  happy  day,  &c. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought. 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief  and  burden  long  have  been 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

Happy  day,  happy  day,  &c. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul ;  I  am  the  way." 

Happy  day,  happy  day,  &c. 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come ;  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ; 

My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give ; 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

Happy  day,  happy  day,  &c. 

140.  '^^^^  Great  Commission,  L.   M. 

1  "  Go,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize," 
Aloud  th'  ascending  Jesus  cries  ; 
His  glad  apostles  took  the  word. 

And  through  the  nations  preached  their  Lord. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  house  they  seek  thy  face ; 
O,  bless  them  with  peculiar  grace  ! 
Refresh  their  souls  with  love  divine  ; 
Let  beams  of  glory  round  them  shine. 


141.  Bartimeus.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Mercy,  O  thou  son  of  David ! 

Thus  poor  blind  Bartimeus  prayed! 
Others  by  thy  grace  are  saved  ; 

Now  vouchsafe  to  me  thy  aid. 
For  his  crying  many  chid  him  ; 

But  he  prayed  the  louder  still, 
Till  his  gracious  Saviour  bid  him. 

Come  and  ask  me  what  you  will. 

2  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted. 

Though  by  begging  used  to  live ; 
But  he  asked  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give  : 
Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  mine  eyes  behold  the  day  : 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 

Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 

3  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  singing, 

Publishing  to  all  around  : 
Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing  ? 

What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  ! 
O  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 

And  would  be  advised  by  me. 
Sure  if  they  would  come  unto  him, 

He  would  cause  them  all  to  see. 

142.  Heavenly  Home.  P.  M. 

1  My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair ; 

I  have  a  home  in  glory ; 
Nor  pain  nor  death  can  enter  there  ; 
I  have  a  home  in  glory. 

Chorus.  O,  glory  !  O,  glory,  &c. 

2  Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine ; 

I  have  a  home  in  glory ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine  ; 
I  have  a  home  in  glory. 

O,  glory  !  O,  glory,  &c. 


143.  ^^  Crisis.      Ganges.    8s  &  6s. 

1  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas,  I  stand, 

Yet  how  insensible ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place. 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert. 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me,  ere  it  be  too  late, 

By  free  and  sovereign  grace. 

144.  Prayer.  Ortonville.    C.  M. 

1  Peayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Unuttered  or  expressed. 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire. 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  majesty  on  high. 

3  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath. 

The  Christian's  native  air. 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

145.  Farewell.      Old  Hundred.    L.  M. 

1  Come,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 

Join  every  voice  and  every  heart; 
One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we'll  raise. 
One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Christians,  we  here  may  meet  no  more, 

But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore ; 
And  there,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 


I 


146.  Bible  leads  to  Olory. 

1  My  Bible  leads  to  glory, 
My  Bible  leads  to  glory, 
My  Bible  leads  to  glory, 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

Chorus.  Sing  on,  pray  on,ye  followers  of  Immanuel, 
Sing  on,  pray  on,  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

2  Religion  makes  me  happy,  &c. 
Ye  followers  of  the  Laml3,  &c. 

3  I'm  on  my  way  to  glory,  &c. 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb,  &c. 

4  I'm  fighting  for  a  kingdom,  &c. 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb,  &c. 

5  King  Jesus  is  my  captain,  &c. 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb,  &c. 

6  We'll  have  a  shout  in  glory,  Sdg. 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb,  &c,. 

7  There  we  shall  live  forever,  &g. 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb,  &c. 


14^7.         The  Dijing  Christian.    Bower  of  Trayer.    lls. 

1  My  soul's  full  of  glory,  inspiring  my  tongue; 
Could  I  meet  with  angels,  I'd  sing  them  a  song ; 
I'd  sing  of  my  Jesus,  and  tell  of  his  charms, 
And  beg  them  to  bear  me  to  his  loving  arms. 

2  Sweet  Spirit,  attend  me,  till  Jesus  shall  come, 
Protect  and  defend  me  until  I'm  called  home ; 
Though  worms  my  poor  body  may  claim  as  their 

prey, 
'Twill  outshine,  when  rising,  the  sun  at  noonday. 

3  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  my  Lord  bids  me 

come ; 
Farew^ell,  my  dear  sisters;  I'm  now  going  home ; 
Bright  angels  are  whispering  so  sweet  in  my  ear! 
Away  to  my  Saviour  my  spirit  they'll  bear. 


148.  Benevolence.  7s  &  8s. 

1  My  brother,  I  wish  you  well, 
My  brother,  I  wish  you  well. 
When  my  Lord  calls,  I  trust  I  shall 
Be  mentioned  in  the  promised  land. 

Chorus.     Be  mentioned  in  the  promised  land. 
Be  mentioned  in  the  promised  land ; 
When  my  Lord  calls,  I  trust  I  shall 
Be  mentioned  in  the  promised  land. 

2  My  sister,  I  wish  you  well,  &c. 

3  My  father,  I  wish  you  well,  &g. 

4  My  mother,  I  wish  you  well,  &g. 

6  My  neighbors,  I  wish  you  well,  &c. 

6  My  pastor,  I  wish  you  well,  &c. 

7  Young  converts,  I  wish  you  well,  &c. 

8  Poor  sinners,  I  wish  you  well,  &c. 


J_4i9  •    Christians  buried  and  riseii  ivitli  Christ.  C.  M, 

1  Baptized  into  our  Saviour's  death, 

Our  souls  to  sin  must  die; 
With  Christ  our  Lord  we  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

2  There,  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 

Enthroned  divinely  fair. 
Yet  owns  himself  our  Brother  still, 
And  our  Forerunner  there. 

3  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise, 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love ; 
Above  our  choicest  treasure  lies,  — 
And  be  our  hearts  above. 

4  But  earth  and  sin  will  draw  us  down. 

When  we  attempt  to  fly ; 
Lord,  send  thy  strong,  attractive  power 
To  fix  our  souls  on  high. 


150.  ^^^^   Cross.    Cleansing  Fountain.  CM. 

1  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
No :  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 
No  :  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  How  faithful  does  the  Saviour  prove 

To  those  who  serve  him  here ! 
They  now  may  taste  his  precious  love. 
And  joy  to  hail  him  near, 
And  joy  to  hail  him  near,  &c. 

3  We'll  bear  the  consecrated  cross. 

Till  from  the  cross  set  free, 
And  then  go  home  to  wear  the  crown  : 
O,  there's  a  crown  for  me, 
O,  there's  a  crown  for  me,  &o 

4  O,  precious  cross  !  O,  glorious  crown ! 

O,  resurrection  day ! 
Ye  angels  from  the  stars  come  down, 
And  bear  my  soul  away, 
And  bear  my  soul  away,  &c. 

151.  Pray,  pray,  pray.    Loving-kindness.  L.  M. 

1  Pray  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord ; 
Pray  till  you  feel  the  power  of  God ; 
Pray  till  he  drives  your  doubts  away ; 
Pray  till  you  see  the  gospel  day. 

Chorus.  His  loving-kindness,  loving-kindness, 
His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  free ! 

2  Soon  you  shall  have  your  hearts'  desire  ; 
Our  God  will  answer  us  by  fire; 
You'll  see  the  efl:ect  of  fervent  prayer 
In  the  abundant  grace  you  share. 


152.  Longing  Flock.    Nettleton.    8s  &  7s, 

1  Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour, 

Come,  and  bid  our  jarring  cease; 
Come,  O,  come,  and  reign  forever, 

God  of  love  and  Prince  of  peace. 
Visit  now  poor  bleeding  Zion, 

Hear  thy  people  mourn  and  weep ; 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying : 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

2  Some  for  Paul,  some  for  Apollos, 

Some  for  Cephas  —  none  agree ; 
Jesus,  let  us  hear  thee  call  us ; 

Help  us.  Lord,  to  follow  thee. 
Then  we'll  rush  through  what  encumbers, 

Over  every  hinderance  leap. 
Not  upheld  by  force  or  numbers ; 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

3  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit; 

We've  been  sinners  from  our  youth ; 
Guide  us.  Lord,  by  thy  good  Spirit, 

Which  shall  teach  us  all  the  truth. 
On  thy  gospel  word  we'll  venture, 

Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep. 
Love  our  Lord,  and  Christ  our  Saviour: 

O,  good  Shejoherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

4  Christ  alone,  whose  merit  saves  us. 

Taught  by  him,  we'll  own  his  name ; 
Sweetest  of  all  names. is  Jesus; 

How  it  doth  our  souls  inflame ! 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 

Give  him  glory :  he  will  keep ; 
He  will  clear  our  way  before  us: 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 


« 


153.  Come,  tliou  Fotint.     Greenvillo.     8s  &  7s. 

1  Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above ; 
Praise  the  mount  —  I'm  fixed  upon  it, 

Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I'll  raise  my  Ebenezer  ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger. 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  O,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  that  grace.  Lord,  like  a  fetter. 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee ! 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord,  I  feel  it. 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  : 
Here's  my  heart ;  O,  take  and  seal  it ; 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

154.  FaUliful.  6s,  lOs,  &  7s. 

1  I'll  try  to  prove  faithful, 
I'll  try  to  prove  faithful, 

I'll  try  to  prove  faithful,  faithful,  faithful, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

2  O,  let  us  prove  faithful,  &c. 

3  We  mean  to  be  faithful,  &c. 

4  There'll  be  no  more  sinning,  &c. 
When  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

5  There'll  be  no  more  sorrow,  <fcc. 

6  There  we  shall  see  Jesus,  &c. 

7  There  we  shall  sing  praises,  &c. 


155.  Christian  Union.  DeFieury.   8s. 

1  From  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 

That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love? 
It  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties 

As  distance  and  time  can't  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost ; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  rae, 

Our  hearts  all  united  in  love  ! 
Where  Jesus  has  gone  we  shall  be  — 
In  yonder  bright  mansions  above. 

4  O,  why,  then,  so  loath  now  to  part. 

Since  we  shall  ere  long  meet  again  ? 
Engraved  on  Immanuel's  heart. 
At  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

5  And  when  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 

And  join  with  the  angels  above. 
And,  leaving  these  bodies  of  clay. 
Unite  with  our  Jesus  in  love,  — 

6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign  ; 

We  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see, 
And  sing,  "  Hallelujah,  Amen  : " 
Amen,  even  so  let  it  be. 

156.  ■    Pr(^yer.  C.  M. 

1  Pkater  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 

Returning  from  his  ways. 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays." 

2  The  saints  in  prayer  appear  as  one, 

In  word,  and  deed,  and  mind. 
While  with  the  Father  and  the  Son 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 


IST^i  TheBoad  to  Life  and  to  Death,  Windham.  L.M. 

1  Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  "Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross. 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints. 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint. 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain ; 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new  ; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

X58.  Glorious  Hope.  CM. 

1  I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  ever  prays  for  me  ; 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head ; 

He  brings  salvation  near ; 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word ; 

I  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

4  Joyful  in  hope,  my  spirit  soars 

To  meet  thee  from  above. 
Thy  goodness  thankfully  adores  ; 
And  sure  I  taste  thy  love. 


159.  TJie  Sandifier.        ice  and  Snow.   7s. 

1  Holt  Ghost,  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away; 
Turn  the  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine. 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  ; 
Long  has  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine. 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart ; 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Cast  down  every  idol  throne ; 
Keign  supreme,  and  reign  alone. 


160.  Christ  crucified.  Penitence.   7s^  6S;&  8s. 

1  Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu. 

With  all  of  creature  good ; 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood ; 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 

And  pleasure  without  end ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness  — 

On  Jesus  to  depend. 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow. 
And  ever  in  his  faith  abide  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 


X61.  Fountain.       Garden.      C.  P.  M. 

1  Come,  brethren,  you  that  love  the  Lord, 
Who  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word. 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here,     , 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

2  We  feel  that  heaven  is  now  begun  ; 
It  issues  from  the  shining  throne, 

From  Jesus'  throne  on  high ; 
It  comes  like  floods ;  we  can't  contain ; 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  again, 

And  yet  we  still  are  dry. 

3  But  when  we  come  to  reign  above. 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply ; 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through 
To  living  fountains  where  they  flow. 

That  never  will  run  dry. 

4  There  we  shall  reign,  and  shout  and  sing, 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring. 

When  all  the  saints  get  home  ; 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren  dear; 
Soon  we  shall  meet  together  there, 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

]_62.  Supporting  Grace.  C.  M. 

1  How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state  ! 

His  sins  are  all  forgiven  ; 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace. 
And  lifts  his  hopes  to  heaven. 

2  Though,  in  the  rugged  path  of  life, 

He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh, 
Yet,  trusting  in  the  Lord,  he  finds 
Supporting  grace  is  nigh. 


163.  ^^^  "^^y  *^  Sope.    Ice  and  Snow.    7s. 

1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 

As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  travelling  home  to  God 

In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  haj^py  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ; 

You  near  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 

There  your  seats  are  now  prepared, 

There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren ;  joyful  stand 

On  the  borders  of  your  land : 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

264.  Remembrance,  Auld  Lang  Syne. 

1  Jesus,  thy  love  shall  we  forget, 

And  never  bring  to  mind 
The  grace  that  paid  our  hopeless  debt, 
And  bade  us  pardon  find  ? 

Chorus.  Our  sorrows  and  our  sins  were  laid 
On  thee  —  alone  on. thee: 
Thy  precious  blood  our  ransom  paid ; 
Thine  all  the  glory  be. 

2  Shall  we  thy  life  of  grief  forget. 

Thy  fasting  and  thy  prayer. 
Thy  locks  with  mountain  vapors  wet, 
To  save  us  from  despair  ? 

3  Gethsemane  can  we  forget  ? 

Thy  struggling  agony. 
When  night  lay  dark  on  Olivet, 
And  none  to  watch  with  thee  ? 


165.  Temperance  Hymn.   Saia.     8s  &  6s. 

1  Friends  of  freedom,  swell  the  song; 
Young  and  old,  the  strain  prolong ; 
Make  the  temperance  army  strong, 

And  on  to  victory : 
Lift  your  banners,  let  them  wave  ; 
Onward  march  a  world  to  save  : 
Who  would  fill  a  drunkard's  grave, 

And  bear  his  infamy  ? 

2  Shrink  not  when  the  foe  appears ; 
Spurn  the  coward's  guilty  fears  ; 
Hear  the  shrieks,  behold  the  tears, 

Of  ruined  families. 
Raise  the  cry  in  every  spot, 
"  Touch  not,  taste  not,  handle  not :  " 
Who  would  be  a  drunken  sot  ?  — 

The  worst  of  miseries ! 

3  God  of  mercy,  hear  us  plead ; 
For  thy  help  we  intercede  : 

Make  the  wretched  drunkard  blessed. 

By  living  soberly. 
Raise  the  glorious  watchword  high  — 
"  Touch  not,  taste  not,  till  you  die  :  " 
Let  the  echo  reach  the  sky, 

And  earth  keep  Jubilee. 

166.  Dismission.    Old  Hundred.    L.  M. 

1  Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord  ; 

Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive. 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good  ; 

Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  burdened  soul  release. 
And  bid  us  all  depart  iu  peace. 


167,  Evening  Hymn.  S.  M. 

1  The  day  is  past  and  gone, 

The  evening  shades  appear; 
O,  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night. 

Secure  from  all  our  fears, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise. 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past. 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
O,  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest. 
The  bosom  of  thy  love  ! 

168.  ^^^^^^-  Olivet.     6S  &  4s. 

1  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee. 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray ; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away  j 
O,  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O,  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be  — 

A  living  fire. 


2^^^  Loving-Kindness.  Lt.  M. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 

And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me  ; 
His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  free ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate ; 
His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  great ! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell,  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along  ; 

His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  strong ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Plas  gathered  thick,  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood  ; 

His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  good ! 

6  I  often  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  1  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail : 
O,  may  my  last  exj^iring  breath 

His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death ! 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 

170.         .     Fray er  for  a  Blessing.    Ss,  7s,  &  4s. 

1  Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit, 
Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed  ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit ; 
Raise  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed ; 

From  the  gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 


171  Forsaking  all  to  follow  Christ.     8s  &  7s. 

1  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thon,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be ; 
And  whilst  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might. 
Foes  may  hate  and  friends  disown  me ; 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me ; 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me  — 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue  ; 
And  whilst  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might. 
Foes  may  hate  and  friends  disown  me ; 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

172.        Now,  the  accepted  Ti7ne.   Walbridge.   S.  M. 

1  ISTow  is  th'  accepted  time ; 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Novi^,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time  ; 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day  ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late ; 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time  ; 

The  gospel  bids  you  come. 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls. 

And  feast  them  with  thy  love ; 
Then  will  the  angels  swiftly  fly 
To  bear  the  news  above. 


173.  Courage.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me  ; 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast : 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me  ; 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest : 
O,  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
O,  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

2  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure; 

Come,  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain ; 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favor  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee,  Abba,  Father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee  ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather; 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

174  Christian  Fellowship.    No  Sorrow.    S.  M, 

1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes. 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part. 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 


175, 


The  Sainfs  Home.     Sweet  Home.    lls. 


1  'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  complaints, 
How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with  saints  ; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

Cho7'US.     Home,  home  ;  sweet,  sweet  home, 

Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 


And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  cannot  cease  ! 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory  at  home. 

I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free. 
Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with  thee ; 
Though  now  my  temptations  like  billows  may  foam, 
All,  all  will  be  peace  when  I'm  with  thee  at  home. 

I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine, 
No  more,  as  an  exile,  in  sorrow  to  pine. 
And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from  the  tomb. 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at  home. 


176.  Watching.  Ocean.    8s  &  7s. 

1  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Come,  and  by  thy  love's  revealing 

Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath : 
The  new  heaven  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise, 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring  eye-sight  on  our  eyes. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing : 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart. 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor,  benighted  heart : 
Come,  and  manifest  the  favor 

Thou  hast  for  the  ransomed  race  ; 
Come,  thou  glorious  God  and  Saviour, 

Come,  and  bring  thy  gospel  grace. 


1/  #  •  Rejoicing  in  Hope.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Know,  my  soul,  thy  fall  salvation  ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care ; 
Joy  to  find,  in  every  station. 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear: 
Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine; 
Think  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee  : 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 

2  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith  and  winged  by  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee ; 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there : 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission ; 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition. 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

178.  The  Presence  of  Christ.    De  Fleury.  8s  D. 

1  How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 

When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ! 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet 
flowers 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  with  me. 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim ; 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume. 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom. 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  for  or  fear ; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I ; 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 


179  •  Song  of  Moses  and  tlie  Lamb.  No  Sorrow.  S.  M. 

1  Awake,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb ; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 
2"  Sing  of  his  dying  love ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes,  above, 
For  us,  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  heart 

Ascending  with  our  tongue ; 
Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 
And  grace  inspire  our  song. 

4  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing; 

Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day. 

In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King. 

180.  Encouraging  Prospects.      Ss,  7s^  &  4s. 

1  Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking; 

Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking. 
By  his  word,  in  every  land: 

When  he  chooses. 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring. 

While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 
God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 

Means  to  spread  bis  truth  abroad : 

Every  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

3  O,  'tis  pleasant,  'tis  reviving 

To  our  hearts,  to  hear,  each  day. 
Joyful  news  from  far  arriving, 
How  the  gospel  wins  its  way, — 

Those  enlightening, 
Who  in  death  and  darkness  lay. 


« 


181.  '^^^  leads  us.    Greenville.  8Sj  7s,  &  4s. 

1  Gextlt,  Lord,  O,  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  lowly  vale  of  tears ; 
And,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 
Thy  rich  grace  in  all  our  fears. 

O,  refresh  us  —  • 
O,  refresh  us  with  thy  grace. 

2  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  us, 

From  without  and  from  within, 
Jesus  says  he'll  ne'er  forget  us, 
But  will  save  from  every  sin. 

Therefore  praise  him  — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  O  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heavenly  host  above. 
Who  forever  bow  before  him. 
And  unceasing  sing  his  love  ! 

Happy  songsters, 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join? 

182.  Morning  at  the  Tomb.       Wilmot.     7s. 

1  Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb, 
Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom ! 

Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies, 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise  ! 

2  Christian!  dry  your  flowing  tears; 
Chase  these  unbelieving  fears : 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

3  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid. 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade  ; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay ! 

4  Lo,  the  rising  sun  appears. 
Shedding  radiance  o'er  the  spheres ; 
Lo,  returning  beams  of  light 
Chase  the  terrors  of  the  night. 


183.  Redeeming  Love.  7s. 

1  Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme ; 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name ; 

Ye  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears ; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancelled  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring ; 
Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string; 
Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above  — 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

184.  The  Qlory  of  Christ         lis  &  8s. 


1 


O   Thou   in  whose   presence   my  soul  takes 
delight. 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 

My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all ! 
O,  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 

And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 
Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen 

The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  Beloved  has  been. 

And  where  with  his  flock  he  has  gone. 
His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow,  > 

To  water  the  gardens  of  grace ;  •■ 

From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall 

know,  •: 

And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  bis  face.  | 


185.  Cold  Water.     Auld  Lang  Syne.    CM. 

1  Shall  e'er  cold  water  be  forgot, 

When  we  sit  down  to  dine  ?' 
Shall  e'er  cold  water  be  forgot, 

Poured  out  by  hand  divine  ? 
From  springs  and  wells  it  gushes  forth, 

Poured  out  by  hand  divine ; 
Poured  out  by  hand  divine,  my  friends, 

Poured  out  by  hand  divine. 

2  To  beauty's  cheek,  though  strange  it  seems, 

'Tis  not  more  strange  than  true, 
Cold  water,  though  itself  so  pale. 

Imparts  the  rosiest  hue. 
Yes,  beauty  in  a  water-pail 

Imparts  the  rosiest  hue  — 
Imparts  the  rosiest  hue,  my  friends, 

Imparts  the  rosiest  hue. 

3  Then  let  cold  water  armies  give 

Their  banners  to  the  air; 
So  shall  the  boys,  like  oaks,  be  strong ; 

The  girls,  like  tulips,  fair ; 
The  girls  like  tulips  fair,  my  friends. 

The  girls  like  tulips  fair ; 
The  boys  shall  grow  like  sturdy  oaks, 

The  girls  like  tulips  fair. 

186,  Precious  Name.  Captain  Kidd.  6s. 

1  How  precious  is  the  name ! 

Brethren,  sing, brethren,  sing; 
How  precious  is  the  name ! 

Brethren,  sing,  brethren,  sing; 
How  precious  is  the  name 

Of  Christ,  the  paschal  Lamb, 
Who  bore  our  guilt  and  shame 

On  the  tree,  on  the  tree, 
Who  bore  our  guilt  and  shame 

On  the  tree,  on  the  tree ! 


187.  Place  of  Prayer,  Alps.    6s. 

1  Come  to  the  place  of  prayer ; 

The  day  is  past  and  gone ; 
And  on  the  silent  air, 

The  voice  of  praise  is  borne  : 
Sweet  is  the  hour  of  rest, 

Pleasant  the  heart's  low  sigh  ; 
The  glow  within  our  breast, 

And  the  hope  beyond  the  sky. 

2  Yes,  tuneful  is  the  sound 

Of  converts  as  they  sing; 
Welcome  the  glory  round, 

Shed  from  the  Spirit's  wing ; 
But  bliss  more  sweet  and  still 

Than  aught  on  earth  e'er  gave, 
Our  yearning  souls  shall  fill 

In  the  world  beyond  the  grave. 


188.  The  Bond  of  Love.  8s  &  6s. 

.  1  Our  souls,  by  love  together  knit, 

Cemented,  mixed  in  one. 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 
Our  hearts  have  oft  within  us  burned. 

And  glowed  with  sacred  fire. 
While  Jesus  spoke,  and  fed,  and  blessed. 

And  filled  th'  enlarged  desire. 

Chorus,     "  A  Saviour !  "  let  creation  sing ; 

"  A  Saviour!  "  let  the  heavens  ring  ; 
'Tis  God  with  us ;  we  feel  him  ours ; 
His  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours ; 
'Tis  almost  done,  'tis  almost  o'er ; 
We'll  join   with  those  who've  gone 

before ; 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  blissful  shore, 
Where  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


189  -^^^  Invitation  and  the  Besolve.       C.  M. 

1  Come,  weary  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  :  — 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 
I  know  his  courts ;  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  I'll  prostrate  lie  before  his  throne. 

And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone. 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea. 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 
But,  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray. 
And  perish  only  there. 

5  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go  ; 

I  am  resolved  to  try ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die. 


190.  Warfare.  7s. 

1  What  a  Captain  I  have  got ! 
Is  not  mine  a  happy  lot? 
Therefore  we  will  take  the  sword. 
Fight  for  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 

Chorus.  I  his  soldier  sure  shall  be, 
Happy  in  eternity. 

2  Brother  soldiers,  still  fight  on, 
Till  the  battle  you  have  won ; 
The  great  Captain  you  do  choose, 
Never  did  a  battle  lose. 


191,  Canaan.     Canaan.    8s  &  lOs. 

1  Together  let  us  sweetly  live ; 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
In  peace  which  none  but  Christ  can  give ; 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
Chorus.  O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan  ! 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 

0  Canaan,  it  is  my  happy  home  ; 

1  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

2  If  you  get  there  before  I  do,  &c. 
Look  out  for  me,  I'm  coming  too,  &c. 

O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan,  &c. 

3  I  have  some  friends  before  me  gone,  &c. 
And  I'm  resolved  to  travel  on,  &c. 

O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan,  &c. 

4  Our  songs  of  praise  shall  fill  the  skies,  &c. 
While  higher  still  our  joys  they  rise,  &c. 

O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan,  &c. 

5  Then  come  with  me,  beloved  friend,  &c. ; 
The  joys  of  heaven  shall  never  end,  &c. 

O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan,  &c. 


192.  ^«^^  ^0  Sinners.  L.  M. 

1  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return, 

And  seek  thy  Father's  face ; 
Those  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return  ; 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh ; 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return ; 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live  : 
Come  to  his  feet,  and  grateful  learn 
How  freely  he'll  forgive. 


193.  Parting  Hymn.         Bower  of  rrayer. 

1  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren ;  the  time  is  at 

hand 
That  we  must  all  part  from  this  social  band  ; 
Our  several  engagements  now  call  us  away; 
Our  parting  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  loving  Christians,  farewell  for  a  while; 
We'll  soon  meet  again  if  kind  heaven  should  smile; 
And  while  we  are  parted  and  scattered  abroad, 
We'll  pray  for  each  other,  and  wrestle  with  God. 

3  Farewell,  ye  young  converts,  who've  listed  for 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near ;  [war  ; 
And  though  you  must  walk  through  this    dark 

wilderness. 
Your  Captain's  before  you ;  he'll  lead  you  to  peace. 

4  Farewell,  weeping  mourners,  with  sad,  broken 

heart ; 
O,  haste  to  know  Jesus,  and  seek  the  good  part ; 
He's  full  of  compassion  and  mighty  to  save  ; 
His  arms  are  extended  your  souls  to  receive. 

5  Farewell,  careless  sinner;  for  you  we  do  mourn, 
To  think  of  your  danger,  and  your  unconcern  ; 
You've  heard  of  a  judgment  where  all  must  appear; 
O,  there  you'll  stand  trembling  with  tormenting 

fear. 

6  The  frolics  and  pastimes  in  which  you  deligiit 
Will  serve  to  torment  you  in  that  dreadful  fright ; 
You'll  think  of  the  sermons  which  you've  heard  in 
When  hope's  gone  forever  of  liearing  again,  [vain, 

7  Farewell,  faithful  pilgrims  ;  tare  well,  all  around ; 
Perhaps  we'll  not  meet  till  the  last  trump  shall 
To  meet  you  in  glory  I  give  you  my  hand,  [sound; 
The  Saviour  to  praise  in  a  pure  social  band. 

194.  Welcome.  8s  &  6s. 
1  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies  ; 

I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  mansions  there  : 
Now,  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  lieavenly  land, 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 


195.  Salvation.     Salvation's  free.     CM. 

1  Salvation  !     O,  the  joyful  sound ! 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears, 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation!     O,  thou  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

To  thee  the  praise  belongs  : 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts. 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

4  Salvation  !     Let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around. 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 


196.  Liglit  in  the  Windoio,  P.M. 

1  There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee,  brother, 

There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee  ; 
A  dear  one  has  moved  to  the  mansions  above; 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 

Chorus.     A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see, 

And  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee ; 

A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see. 

And  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 

2  There's  a  crown  and  a  robe  and  a  palm,  brother, 

When  from  toil  and  from  care  you  are  free ; 
The  Saviour  has  gone  to  prepare  you  a  home, 
With  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 


197.  Invitation.       Will  you  go  ?    L.  M. 

1  We're  travelling  home  to  heaven  above, 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love ; 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 
Millions  have  reached  that  blessed  abode, 
Anointed  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  millions  now  are  on  the  road  ; 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 

2  We're  going  to  see  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
In  rapturous  strains  to  praise  his  name : 
The  crown  of  life  we  there  shall  wear, 
The  conqueror's  palms  our  hands  shall  bear, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we'll  share! 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 

3  We're  going  to  join  the  heavenly  choir. 
To  raise  our  voice  and  tune  the  lyre  ; 
There  saints  and  angels  gladly  sing 
Hosanna  to  their  God  and  King,    • 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring. 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 
-t  The  way  to  heaven  is  free  for  all, 
For  Jew  and  Gentile,  great  and  small ; 
Make  up  your  mind,  give  God  your  heart, 
With  every  sin  and  idol  part, 
And  now  for  glory  make  a  start. 

Come  away  !     Come  away ! 
5  The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain ; 
Repent,  believe,  be  born  again  ; 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee, 
"  Take  up  thy  cross,  and  follow  me," 
And  thou  shalt  my  salvation  see. 

Come  to  me !     Come  to  me ! 

198.  Free  Salvation.       No  Sorrow.    S.  M. 

1  I'm  glad  salvation's  free, 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free  ; 
Salvation's  free  for  you  and  me ; 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free. 


199.  ^^^^^'  ^^^^'  8s  &  4s. 

1  There's  a  friend  above  all  others  — 

O,  how  he  loves ! 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's  — 

O,  how  he  loves ! 
Earthly  friends  may  fail  and  leave  us, 
This  day,  kind ;  the  next,  bereave  us ; 
But  this  friend  will  ne'er  deceive  us  — 

O,  how  he  loves ! 

2  Love  this  friend  who  longs  to  save  thee  — 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 
Dost  thou  love  ?     He  will  not  leave  thee  — 

O,  how  he  loves! 
Think  no  more  then  of  to-morrow ; 
Take  his  easy  yoke  and  follow ; 
Jesus  carries  all  thy  sorrow  — 

O,  how  he  loves ! 


200.  -^ove  to  Jesus.  C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 

'Tis  music  to  mine  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  joy,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish 

In  thee  most  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear. 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  there ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 


I 


201.  ^^^^  M'^9^'  P.  M.  7s. 

1  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh. 

2  Hide  me,  O  my  Saviom-,  hide. 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide ; 
O,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

3  All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head, 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

4  Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart  — 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 

202.  Desiring  Sanctijication.  i  love  Jesus,   8s  &  7s. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling ; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown : 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation ; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O,  breathe  thy  Holy  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  inherit; 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest : 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning ; 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning; 

Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 


203.  Success  of  the  Gospel.    Physician.  7s  &  6s. 

1  The  morning  light  is  breaking ; 

The  darkness  disappears; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears : 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Z ion's  war. 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us 

In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour : 
Each  cry,  to  heaven  going. 

Abundant  answers  brings. 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing. 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

204.  Social  Worship.    How  happy,  lls  &  8s. 

1  How  lovely  the  place  where  the  Saviour  ap- 

pears, 
To  thoee  who  believe  in  his  word ! 
His  presence  disperses  my  sorrows  and  fears, 
And  bids  me  rejoice  in  my  Lord. 

2  A  day  in  his  courts,  than  a  thousand  beside, 
Is  better  and  lovelier  far  — 

JVIy  soul  hates  the  tents  where  the  wicked  reside, 
And  all  their  delights  I  abhor. 

3  Lord,  give  me  a  place  with  the  humblest  of 

saints. 
For  low  at  thy  feet  I  would  lie ; 
I  know  that  thou  hearest  my  feeble  complaints; 
Thou  hearest  the  young  ravens'  cry. 

4  Give  strength  to  the  souls  that  now  wait  upon 

thee ; 
O,  come  in  thy  chariot  of  love ; 
From  earth's  vain  enchantments,  0,help  us  to  flee, 
And  to  set  our  affections  above. 


205.  Heaven  in  Prospect.  Auld  Lang  Syne.   C.  M. 

1  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green. 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  No  chilling  winds,  nor  poisonous  breath. 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

4  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face. 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

206.  Titles  of  Christ.    Lenox.     H.  M. 

1  Join  all  the  glorious  names 

Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power. 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 

Or  angels  ever  bore ,  — 
All  are  too  mean       1  Too  mean  to  set 
To  speak  his  worth,  j  The  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  tongues  shall  bless  thy  name ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came,  — 
The  joyful  news        I  Of  hell  subdued, 
Of  sins  forgiven,        |  And  peace  with  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  shed  his  blood  and  died; 
Our  guilty  conscience  needs 
No  sacrifice  beside : 


His  precious  blood 
Did  once  atone, 


And  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  throne. 


207.  Sinners  entreated.   Greenville.    8s  &  7s. 

1  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 

Come  in  mercy's  gracious  hour ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power  : 

He  is  able  — 
He  is  willing  —  doubt  no  more. 

2  Let  no  sense  of  guilt  prevent  you, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him : 

This  he  gives  you ; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

3  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo,  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies ; 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ; 

There  he  groans,  and  bleeds,  and  dies ; 

"It  is  finished;" 
Heaven's  atoning  sacrifice. 

4  Lo,  th'  incarnate  God,  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him  —  venture  wholly; 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 
None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

208.  Lord,  rememher  me.   pisgah.     CM. 

1  O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 

I  lift  my  soul  to  thee ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes. 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily. 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
O,  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day ; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 


209.     Pilgrim's  Prayer.  Cross  and  Crown.  8Sj7s,  6s. 

1  Eternal  Spirit,  on  me  move, 

While  I  am  travelling  here ; 
Lead  me  on  to  heaven  above ; 

O,  have  me  in  thy  care : 
Thou  canst  upon  my  heart  now  move, 

And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  love, 
All  other  love  excelling. 

O,  that's  the  love  for  me, 

O,  that's  the  love  for  me, 

O,  that's  the  love  for  me. 

2  Fill  me  with  thy  fulness  here, 

That  I  may  holy  be  ; 
I'll  cast  away  all  worldly  fear; 

May  I  thy  glory  see  : 
Grant  me  thy  lovely,  smiling  face. 

And  fill  me  with  that  perfect  peace. 
All  worldly  peace  exceeding. 

For  that's  the  peace  for  me, 

O,  that's  the  peace  for  me, 

O,  that's  the  peace  for  me. 

210.  The  Missionary's  Far eivell,     8s,  7s,  4s. 

1  Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee ; 

All  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well : 
Friends,  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you. 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Home,  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely — 

Joys  no  stranger-heart  can  tell ; 
Happy  home,  indeed  I  love  thee  : 
Can  I,  can  I  say,  "Farewell".? 
Can  I  leave  you,  &g, 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 

Holy  days  and  Sabbath  bell, 
Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure, 
Can  I  say  a  last  farewell  ? 
Can  I  leave  you,  &c. 


211,  Morning  Eijmn.    Ortonville.    C.  M. 

1  Lord,  in  the  morning  I  will  send 

My  prayer  to  reach  thine  ear ; 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
My  help  forever  near. 

2  O,  lead  me,  keep  me  all  this  day 

Near  thee,  in  perfect  peace  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  to  watch  and  pray, 
To  pray,  and  never  cease. 

3  So  shall  I  pass  all  dangers  safe. 

And  tread  the  tempter  down ; 
My  hope,  my  trust,  joy  and  relief, 
Shall  be  in  thee  alone. 

4  Thus  let  my  moments  smoothly  run, 

And  sing  my  hours  away. 
Till  evening  shade  and  setting  sun 
Conclude  in  endless  day. 

212.  ^y^^^ff  sappij.  L.  M 

1  Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame. 
Quit,  O,  quit  this  mortal  frame  ; 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying  — 
O,  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life ! 

2  Hark !  —  they  whisper  —  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away : " 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  ?  — 
Steals  my  senses  —  shuts  my  sight  — 
Drowns  my  spirits  —  draws  my  breath  ?  — 
Tell  me,  my  soul  —  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  —  it  disappears  — 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  !  —  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring!  — 
Lend,  lend  your  wings !  I  mount !  I  fly ! 
"O  grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  ! 
•  O  death !  where  is  thy  sting ! "      . 


213.  Consideration.    9s  &  6s.   P.  M. 

1  What  a  mercy,  a  mercy  is  this ! 
What  a  mercy,  a  mercy  is.  this  ! 

What  a  mercy  is  this, 
What  a  heavenly  bliss  ! 
Jesus  died  to  redeem  a  lost  race ! 

2  What  will,  0,  what  will  become  of  me, 
What  will,  O,  what  will  become  of  me, 

What  will  become  of  me. 
When  death  ai3proaches  me. 
If  the  Saviour's  not  found  in  my  heart? 

3  'Tis  awful,  'tis  awful  to  relate, 
'Tis  awful,  'tis  awful  to  relate, 

'Tis  awful  to  relate. 
If  death  should  be  my  fate. 
If  the  Saviour's  not  found  in  my  breast. 

4  But  welcome,  but  welcome,  death,  to  me ; 
But  welcome,  but  welcome,  death,  to  me ; 

If  Christ  should  set  me  free. 
If  Christ  should  set  me  free. 
If  my  Saviour  is  found  in  my  breast. 

214".  Pardon  peiiitently  implored.  Hi,  M. 

1  Show  pity.  Lord ;  O  Lord,  forgive ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes,  though  great,  cannot  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound  ; 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin. 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Here,  on  my  heart,  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips,  with  shame,  my  sins  confess. 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 


215.  Wonder.  L.  M. 

1  When  converts  first  begin  to  sing, 

Wonder,  wonder,  wonder, 
Their  happy  souls  are  on  the  wing. 

Glory,  hallelujah. 
Their  theme  is  all  redeeming  love. 

Glory,  hallelujah ! 
Fain  would  they  be  with  "Christ  above, 

Sing  glory,  hallelujah. 

2  With  admiration  they  behold,  &c. 
The  love  of  Christ  that  can't  be  told ;  &c. 
They  view  themselves  upon  the  shore,  &c. 
And  think  the  battle  all  is  o'er,  &c. 

3  They  feel  themselves  quite  free  from  pain,  &o. 
And  think  their  enemies  are  slain  ;  &c. 
They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  well,  &q. 
And  Satan  is  cast  down  to  hell,  &c. 

4  They  wonder  why  old  saints  don't  sing,  &c. 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring  ;  &c. 
Ring  with  melodious,  joyful  sound,  &c. 
Because  a  prodigal  is  found,  &c. 

216.  The  Jubilee.      Salvation's  free.     S.  M. 

1  Good  news,  good  news  to  Adam's  race ; 

Let  Christians  all  agree  i 

To  sing  redeeming  love  and  grace ;  I 

This  is  the  Jubilee.  f 

2  The  gospel  sounds  a  sweet  release  J 

To  all  in  misery. 

And  bids  them  welcome  home  to  peace ;  '• 

This  is  the  Jubilee.  ! 

3  Jesus  is  on  the  mercy-seat ;  ) 

Before  him  bend  the  knee  ;  j 

Let  heaven  and  earth  his  praise  repeat ;  : 

This  is  the  Jubilee.  ■ 

4  Sinners,  be  wise ;  return  and  come ;  { 

Unto  the  Saviour  flee ;  t 

The  Saviour  bids  you  welcome  home ; 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 


217.  ^^^  World  of  Light.  Joyful. 

1  Come,  brethren,  let  us  seek  the  Lord, 
And  find  in  him  a  great  reward. 
We'll  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 

l5^  Chorus.     And  reign  above  the  sky, 
And  reign  above  the  sky, 
We'll  each  a  starry  crown  receive. 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 

2d  Chorus.     O,  that  will  be  joyful! 
Joyful,  joyful! 
O,  that  will  be  joyful ! 
To  meet  to  part  no  more. 

Sd  Chorus.     To  meet  to  part  no  more, 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore ; 
'Tis  there  we'll  meet  at  Jesus'  feet, 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  Come,  let  us  travel  on  the  way. 
Which  leads  to  realms  of  endless  day. 
We'll  each  a  starry  crown,  &g. 

8  Those  holy  joys,  that  blest  abode! 
We  shall  be  near  and  like  our  God. 
We'll  each  a  starry  crown,  &g. 

4  O,  hallelujah,  evermore. 

We'll  sing  on  Canaan's  happy  shore. 
We'll  each  a  starry  crown,  &c. 

5  Angels  above,  who  dwell  in  light. 
Sing  praise  to  God  with  all  their  might. 
We'll  each  a  starry  crown,  &g. 

6  The  ransomed  saints  will  shout  and  sing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring. 
We'll  each  a  starry  crown,  &g. 

7  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
We'll  shout,  with  all  the  heavenly  host. 
We'll  each  a  starry  crown,  &g. 

8  While  endless  ages  onward  roll. 
Peace,  like  a  river,  fills  the  soul. 
We'll  each  a  starry  crown,  &c. 


218.  Sick  Soul.      Funeral  Bell.    6s  &  5s. 

1  Poor,  sin-sick,  weeping  heart, 

What  can  relieve  thee  ? 
Come,  sinful  as  thou  art  ; 

Christ  will  receive  thee. 
Come,  though  with  woe  oppressed, 
Soft  is  the  Saviour's  breast ; 
There  mayst  thou  sweetly  rest. 

Where  nought  shall  grieve  thee^ 

2  Come,  trembling,  timid  soul ; 

Why  this  delaying  ? 
Thunders,  that  o'er  thee  roll, 

Fall  on  the  straying. 
Turn  from  destruction's  ways ; 
Turn  to  the  throne  of  grace  ; 
There  seek  tliy  Father's  face, 

Weeping  and  praying. 

219.  TremUing  Saints.       ,  S.  M. 

1  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  Stiints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 
Loud  to  the  j^raise  of  love  divine 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land. 

We  are  not  far  from  home, 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end, 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  love  divine. 

4  The  time  of  love  will  come  ; 

Then  we  shall  clearly  see 
Not  only  that  he  shed  his  blood, 
But  each  shall  say,  "  For  me." 


il 


220.  Baptismal  Song.  Hotham.  7s. 

1  Christians,  if  your  hearts  be  warm, 
Ice  and  snow  will  do  no  harm ; 

If  by  Jesus  you  are  prized, 
Rise,  believe,  and  be  baptized. 
Chorus.  And  you've  nothing  for  to  fear ; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  friend,  is  near ; 
Your  friend  is  near,  your  friend  is  near; 
•  Jesus  Christ,  your  friend,  is  near ; 
And  you've  nothing  for  to  fear; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  friend,  is  near. 

2  Jesus  drank  the  gall  for  you ; 
Bore  the  curse  to  sinners  due ; 
Children,  prove  your  love  to  him ; 
Never  fear  the  frozen  stream. 

And  you've  nothing  for  to  fear,  &c. 

3  Never  shun  the  Saviour's  cross  ; 
All  the  earth  is  worthless  dross; 
If  the  Saviour's  love  you  feel, 
Let  the  world  behold  your  zeal. 

And  you've  nothing  for  to  fear,  &c. 

4  Brave  the  tempest,  storm,  and  tide, 
Trusting  to  your  heavenly  guide, 
Who  will  lead  you  by  his  grace 
To  his  blessed  resting-place. 

So  you've  nothing  for  to  fear,  &c. 

221.  Preciousness  of  the  Bible.  CM. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 


222.     The  Pilgrim's  Song.  7s,  6s,  &  lls.  P.  M. 

1  When  I  set  out  for  glory, 

I  left  the  world  behind, 
Determined  for  a  city 

(That's  out  of  sight  to  find.) 
Chorus.  And  to  glory  I  will  go, 

And  to  glory  I  will  go,  I'll  go,  I'll  go, 
And  to  glory  I  will  go. 

2  Some  said  I'd  better  tarry  ; 

They  thought  I  was  too  young 
For  to  prepare  for  dying  ; 
But  that  was  all  my  theme. 

And  to  glory  I  will  go,  &c. 

3  I  left  my  young  companions. 

And  with  them  my  good  name  ; 
I  left  my  earthly  treasures. 
And  all  my  worldly  fame. 

And  to  begging  I  will  go,  &c. 

4  Come  on,  my  loving  brethren, 

And  listen  to  my  cry  ; 
All  you  that  are  backsliders. 
Must  shortly  beg,  or  die. 

And  to  begging  we  will  go,  &c. 

5  I  do  not  beg  for  riches. 

Or  to  be  dressed  in  fine  ; 
The  garments  Christ  will  give  us 
The  sun  will  not  outshine. 

And  to  begging  we  will  go,  &c. 

6  The  richest  man  I  ever  saw 

Was  one  who  begged  the  most ; 
His  soul  was  filled  with  Jesus, 
And  with  the  Holy  Ghost. 

And  to  begging  we  will  go,  &g. 

7  But  now  we  are  encouraged. 

Come,  let  us  travel  on, 
Until  we  join  the  angels. 
And  sing  the  holy  song. 

And-to  glory  we  will  go,  &Cr 


223.  Funeral  Bell     lis  &  12s.   P.  M. 

1  Far,  far  o'er  hill  and  dell,  on  the  winds  stealing, 
List  to  the  tolling  bell,  mournfully  pealing : 

Hark !  hark  !  it  seems  to  say,  as  melt  those  sounds  away, 
So  earthly  joys  decay,  whilst  new  their  feeling. 

2  Now  through  the  charmed  air,  on  the  winds  stealing, 
List  to  the  mourner's  prayer,  solemnly  bending  : 

Hark  !  hark  !  it  seems  to  say,  Turn  from  those  joys  away, 
Life's  joys  and  friendship's  ray  in  the  dark  grave  ending. 

3  O'er  a  father's  dismal  tomb  see  the  orphan  bending. 
From  the  churchyard's  gloom,  hear  the  dirge  ascending: 

Hark !  hark  !  it  seems  to  say,  How  short  ambition's  sway, 
To  those  which  ne'er  decay,  for  life  is  ending. 

4  So  when  our  mortal  ties  death  shall  dissever, 

Lord,  may  we  reach  the  skies,  where  care  comes  never ; 
And  in  eternal  day,  joining  the  angels'  lay, 
To  our  Creator  pay  homage  forever. 

224.  Bevival  Day.       Wayfaring.;  L.  M. 

1  Ye  new-born  souls,  your  voices  raise ; 
Join  to  proclaim  a  Saviour's  praise ; 
Tell  how  he  woke  his  saints  to  pray, 
And  gave  us  this  revival  day. 

2  O,  it  was  cold,  and  dark,  and  drear, 
Till  God  the  Comforter  came  near, 
Rent  the  thick  cloud  of  gloom  away. 
And  brought  this  bright  revival  day. 

3  Daughters  of  Zion,  sons  of  God, 
Rise  with  melodious  songs  aloud ; 
Tell  to  the  world  how  blest  are  they 
Who  share  in  a  revival  day. 

4  O,  sinners,  cast  your  weapons  down  ; 
Ye  lukewarm,  rouse  ;  your  folly  own. 
And  chant  aloud  Jehovah's  praise. 
Who  grants  us  these  revival  days. 


225.  ^my  ^«y-  L.  M. 

1  Pkeserved  by  thine  almighty  power, 

O  Lord,  our  Maker,  Saviour,  King, 
And  brought  to  see  this  happy  hour, 
We  come  thy  praises  here  to  sing. 
Chorus,   Happy  day,  happy  day ! 

Here  in  thy  courts  we'll  gladly  stay. 
And  at  thy  footstool  humbly  pray, 
That  thou  wouldst  take  our  sins  away : 
Happy  day,  happy  day. 
When  Christ  shall  wash  our  sins  away. 

2  We  praise  thee  for  thy  constant  care. 

For  life  preserved,  for  mercies  given  ; 
O,  may  we  still  those  mercies  share. 
And  taste  the  joys  of  sins  forgiven. 

3  We  praise  thee  for  the  joyful  news 

Of  pardon  through  a  Saviour's  blood ; 
O  Lord,  incline  our  hearts  to  choose 
The  road  to  happiness  and  God. 

4  And  when  on  earth  our  days  are  done, 

Grant,  Lord,  that  we  at  length  may  join, 
Teachers  and  scholars,  round  thy  throne. 
The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

226.  Christian  Affection.  Li.  M. 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  sweet  communion  kindred  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run. 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are 

one! 

2  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  tender  love,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin ! 

3  Nor  shall  .the  glowing  flame  expire. 
When  dimly  burns  frail  nature's  fire ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy,  a  heaven  of  love. 


227.  ^  Revival,  C.  M. 

1  Hark  !  hear  the  sound  ;  on  earth  'tis  found ; 

My  soul  delights  to  hear 
How  dying  love,  came  from  above, 
And  pardon  bought  so  dear. 

2  God's  ministers,  like  flaming  fires, 

Are  passing  through  the  land  ; 
The  voice  I  hear,  "  Rejient  and  fear  ; 
King  Jesus  is  at  hand." 

3  God's  people  shine  with  grace  divine ; 

They're  sanctified  by  truth  ; 
The  saints  in  prayer  cry,  "  Lord,  draw  near ; 
Have  mercy  on  our  youth." 

4  Convinced  of  sin,  men  now  begin 

To  call  upon  the  Lord ; 
Trembling,  they  pray,  and  mourn  the  day 
In  which  they  scorned  his  word. 

5  Young  converts  sing,  and  praise  their  King, 

And  bless  God's  holy  name  ; 
While  older  saints,  true  penitents, 
Rejoice  to  join  the  theme. 

6  God  grant  a  shower  of  his  great  power 

On  all  those  burdened  hearts 

That  earnestly  do  mourn  and  cry 

That  they  may  have  a  part. 

7  From  this  glad  hour  exert  thy  power 

To  melt  each  stubborn  heart ; 
In  those  that  bleed  let  love  succeed. 
And  holy  joys  impart. 

8  Come,  lovely  youth,  embrace  the  truth, 

And  pray  with  one  acord  ; 
Saints,  raise  your  songs,  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  hail  th'  approaching  Lord. 


228.  ^^^  Christian  Bace.  C.  M. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye ;  — 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright. 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 


229.  '  Salvation  hy  Grace.  CM. 

1  Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound. 

Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound. 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ;  ^ 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown. 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


230.  Entreaty.  C.  M. 

1  With  love  and  pity  I  look  round 

Upon  my  fellow  clay, 
See  men  reject  the  gospel  sound ; 
Good  Lord,  what  shall  I  say? 

2  O,  sinners,  sinners,  will  you  hear, 

When  in  God's  name  I  come  ? 
Upon  your  peril  don't  forbear. 
Lest  hell  should  be  your  doom. 

3  My  bosom  heaves  o'er  dying  men, 

Doomed  to  eternal  woe ; 
Fain  would  I  speak,  but  'tis  in  vain 
If  God  doth  not  speak  too. 

4  O,  don't  refuse  to  give  him  room, 

Lest  mercy  should  withdraw ; 
He'll  then  in  robes  of  judgment  come 
To  execute  his  law. 


231.  Sinners  exhorted.  P.  M. 

1  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Filled  with  dismay. 
Wait  not  for  to-morrow. 

Yield  thee  to-day ; 
Heaven  bids  thee  come, 
While  yet  there's  room ; 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Hear  and  obey. 

2  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Why  wilt  thou  die? 
Come,  while  thou  canst  borrow 

Help  from  on  high : 
Grieve  not  that  love 
Which  from  above. 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Would  bring  thee  nigh. 


232 •  Condition  of  the  Eeatlien.        7s  &  6s. 

1  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand. 
From  many  an  ancient  river. 

From  many  a  palmy  plain. 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain.  ' 

2  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high. 
Shall  we  to  man  benighted 

The  light  of  life  deny? 
Salvation !  O,  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim. 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

3  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll. 

Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory,  | 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ;  | 

Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature  f 

The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain,  | 

Redeemer,  King,  Creator,  J 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign.  ] 

233.  Inquiry.   Shall  we  know  each  other  ?  8s  &  7s. 

1  When  we  hear  the  music  ringing 
In  the  bright,  celestial  dome. 
When  sweet  angel  voices  singing 

Gladly  bid  us  welcome  home 
To  the  land  of  ancient  story. 

Where  the  spirit  knows  no  care. 
In  that  land  of  light  and  glory, 

Shall  we  know  each  other  there  ? 

Chorus,  Shall  we  know  each  other  ? 

Shall  we  know  each  other? 

Shall  we  know  each  other? 

Shall  we  know  each  other  there  ? 


234.  Anticipating  Worship .  C.  M. 

1  Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye  ;  — 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  O,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness, 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

235.  The  good  old  Way.  L.  M. 

1  Lift  up  your  heads,  Immanuel's  friends, 
And  taste  the  pleasures  Jesus  sends ; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 

But  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 

2  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory,     • 

If  we  but  watch,  and  strive,  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 

3  And  when  on  Pisgah's  tojD  we  stand, 
And  view  by  faith  the  promised  land, 
Then  we  will  shout,  and  sing,  and  pray. 
And  march  along  the  good  old  way. 

4  Ye  valiant  souls,  for  heaven  contend ; 
Remember  life  is  at  the  end; 

Our  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away. 
When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 

5  When  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore. 
We'll  join  with  those  who've  gone  before. 
And  sing  in  yonder  world  of  day, 
With  all  who've  trod  the  good  old  way. 


236.  Singing  above,   shall  wo  sing.  P.  M. 

1  Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  forever, 

Shall  we  sing? 
Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  forever, 
In  that  happy  land? 
Yes !  O,  yes  !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
They  that  meet  shall  sing  forever, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 
Meet  to  sing  and  love  forever. 
In  that  happy  land  ! 

2  Shall  we  know  each  other  ever, 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  know  each  other  ever. 
In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes!  O,  yes!  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
They  that  meet  shall  know  each  other, 
Far  beyond,  &c. 

237.  Pilgrims.    Coming  Home.    C.  M. 

1  Sing,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  great  Deliverer  sing !  j 

Pilgrims  for  Zion's  city  bound. 

Be  joyful  in  your  King  ! 
Chorus.   They're  coming  home,  they're  coming 
home. 
Behold  them  coming  home, 
And  saints  and  angels  joy  display 
O'er  sinners  coming  home. 

2  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on 

Through  all  the  blissful  road, 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise. 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 

3  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength, 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still ; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 
While  laboring  up  the  hill. 


238.  dinners,  will  you.    shepherd.    8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

1  Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
Every  sentence,  O,  how  tender! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love  ; 

Listen  to  it  — 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim 
To  each  rebel  sinner,  "Pardon, 

"  Free  forgiveness,  in  his  name ; 
How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name ! 

3  O,  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven. 
Tidings  bear  without  delay  ; 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

239.  Praise  to  Christ.  L.  M. 

1  Join,  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
To  sing  his  everlasting  fame ; 

Great  God,  prepare  each  heart  and  voice, 
In  him  forever  to  rejoice. 

2  With  him  I  daily  love  to  walk ; 
Of  him  my  soul  delights  to  talk ; 
On  him  I  cast  my  every  care ; 
Like  him  one  day  I  shall  appear. 

3  Take  him  for  strength  and  righteousness ; 
Make  him  thy  refuge  in  distress ; 

Love  him  above  all  earthly  joy. 
And  him  in  everything  employ. 

4  Praise  him  in  cheerful,  grateful  songs ; 
To  him  your  highest  praise  belongs ; 
Bless  him  who  does  your  heaven  prepare. 
And  whom  you'll  praise  forever  there. 


Si40.  Sanctifying  Lifluence.  S.  M. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come ; 

Let  thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  all  of  sin  ; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood, 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith. 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
■  And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame  ^ 

Of  never-dying  love.  | 

4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart,  j 

To  sanctify  the  soul,  I 

To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part,  1 

And  new-create  the  whole.  J 

I 

241.  Bemission.         Happy  Day.       L.  M.        i 

1  O,  HAPPY  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice,  ' 

And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad.  ; 

2  O,  happy  bond  that  seals  my  vows  \ 

To  Him  who  merits  all  my  love ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done  ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on. 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  High  heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear ; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow. 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


I 


242.  ^  Warning.  P.  M. 

1  O,  HEARKEN  *,  sinnei's,  we  have  come 

To  warn  you  of  your  danger ; 
"We  pray  be  reconciled  to  Him 
Who  once  lay  in  a  manger. 

Chorus.     Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts, 
Come  ye  to  the  waters ; 
Freely  drink  and  quench  your  thu'st, 
O  Zion's  sons  and  daughters. 

2  The  awful  God  who  made  your  soul, 

And  all  the  world  around  you, 
Doth  charge  you  with  ten  thousand  crimes, 
But  hateth  to  confound  you. 

243.  ^0^^  C'aZZ.      P.  M.   7s  &  6s. 

1  Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think, 

Before  you  farther  go  ; 
Can  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  woe  ? 
Hell  beneath  is  gaping  wide, 

Vengeance  waits  the  dread  command, 
Soon  will  stop  your  sport  and  pride, 

And  sink  you  with  the  damned. 

Chorus,    Then  be  entreated  now  to  stop, 
For  unless  you  warning  take, 
Ere  you  are  aware  you'll  drop 
Into  the  burning  lake. 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod. 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  ? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day, 

When  his  judgment  he'll  proclaim, 
When  the  earth  will  melt  away 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 


24i4i.  DifficuUy  and  Dependence.  C.  M. 

1  Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high  : 
They  are  but  few  who  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied. 

The  mind  and  will  renewed, 
Passion  suppressed,  and  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 

3  Lord,  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard  ? 
Thy  grace  must  all  the  work  perform. 
And  give  the  free  reward. 

245.  Praising.  Ortonville.    C.  M. 

1  In  mercy,  Lord,  remember  me 

Through  all  the  hours  of  night, 
And  grant  to  me  most  graciously 
The  safeguard  of  thy  might. 

2  With  cheerful  heart  I  close  my  eyes. 

Since  thou  wilt  not  remove  : 
O,  in  the  morning  let  me  rise, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  love. 

246.  '^<^^"^'  Name.     O,  how  I  love  Jesus.    C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all. 
In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky  : 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall. 

And  devils  fear  and  fly. 
Chorus.     O,  how  I  love  Jesus; 
O,  how  I  love  Jesus; 
O,  how  I  love  Jesus; 
Because  he  first  loved  me  : 
How  can  I  forget  thee  ? 
How  can  I  forget  thee  ? 
How  can  I  forget  thee  ? 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 


247.  Advent  of  Christ  8s  &  7s. 

1  Hail,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free ! 
From  our  sins  and  fears  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints,  thou  art, 
Long  desired  of  every  nation, 

Joy  of  every  waiting  heart. 

2  Born  thy  people  to  deliver. 

Born  a  child,  yet  God  our  King, 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever. 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring  ; 
By  thine  own  eternal  spirit 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone, 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 


248  ♦  Jesus  our  Intercessor.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus  ! 

Hail,  thou  everlasting  King ! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  redeem  us. 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor; 

Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Jesus,  hail,  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide  ! 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side ; 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading. 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare, 
Ever  for  us  interceding. 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 


249,  ^^^  ^^^  Pilgrim's  Guide.    8Sj  7s,  &  4s. 

1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  : 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelhng  current; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

250.  The  Closet.      Woodstock.    C.  M. 

1  I  LOVE  to  steal  a  while  away 

From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear. 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore. 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 


I 


251.  Watching  for  Souls.  C.  M. 

1  Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 

And  take  tli'  alarm  they  give; 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands, 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego  — 
For  souls  which  must  forever  live 
In  rapture  or  in  woe. 

252.  Oratitude  for  Preservation.  C.  M. 

1  Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 

To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues 
When  we  his  love  proclaim. 

2  'Twas  by  his  bidding  we  were  called 

In  pain  a  while  to  part ; 
'Tis  by  his  care  we  meet  again, 
And  gladness  fills  our  heart. 

3  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 

Our  feet  from  every  snare. 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  to  this  hour  we  share. 

253.  Preachers.  S.  M. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  fcet 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  chai*ming  is  their  voice !  — 

So  sweet  the  tidings  are ; 
Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King ; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here. 


254, 


The  Spirit's  Power.  CM. 


1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 

With  thy  celestial  fire ; 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire. 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  life  creates  within  ; 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  tresj)asses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 

And  to  our  hearts  reveals ; 
Our  bodies  he  his  temple  makes, 
And  our  redemption  seals. 

255.      Purposes  of  Ood  in  Providence.        C.  M. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
With  blessings  on  your  head. 

3  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense. 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence  I 

He  hides  a  smihng  face.  -. 

256.  P'^^y^'^'  L.  M. 

1  Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey 

The  blessings  God  designs  to  give  :  j 

Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray,  i 

For  only  while  they  pray  they  live. 

2  The  Christian's  heart  the  prayer  indites ; 

He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within ; 
The  Spirit  his  petition  writes. 

And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 


257.  Zion's  Beauty.       Beautiful  Zion.    8s. 

1  Beautiful  Zion,  built  above ; 
Beautiful  city,  that  I  love ; 
Beautiful  gates  of  pearly  white ; 
Beautiful  temple, —  God  its  light! 
He  who  was  slain  on  Calvary 
Opens  those  pearly  gates  to  me. 

2  Beautiful  crowns  on  every  brow  ; 
Beautiful  palms  the  conquerors  show ; 
Beautiful  robes  the  ransomed  wear ; 
Beautiful  all  who  enter  there ! 
Thither  I  press  with  eager  feet ; 
There  shall  my  rest  be  long  and  sweet. 

3  Beautiful  throne  for  Christ  our  King ; 
Beautiful  songs  the  angels  sing  ; 
Beautiful  rest ;  all  wanderings  cease  ; 
Beautiful  home  of  perfect  peace ! 
There  shall  my  eyes  the  Saviour  see : 
Haste  to  this  heavenly  home  with  me. 

258.  Praying.  7s. 

1  Nay,  I  cannot  let  thee  go 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow ; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face ; 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 
Once  a  sinner,  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer ; 
Mercy  heard,  and  set  him  free ! 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

2  Many  years  have  passed  since  then  ; 
Many  changes  have  I  seen, 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now: 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou?  . 
Nay,  I  must  maintain  my  hold  ;• 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold  ; 
■I  can  no  denial  take 
When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 


259.  Christian  Unity.  H.  M. 

1  How  beautiful  the  sight 

Of  brethren  who  agree 
In  friendship  to  unite, 

And  bonds  of  charity  ! 
'Tis  Kke  the  precious  ointment  shed 
O'er  all  his  robes  from  Aaron's  head. 

2  'Tis  like  the  dews  that  fill 

The  cups  of  Hermon's  flowers  ; 
Or  Zion's  fruitful  hill, 

Bright  with  the  drops  of  showers, 
When  mingling  odors  breathe  around, 
And  glory  rests  on  all  the  ground. 

3  For  there  the  Lord  commands 

Blessings,  a  boundless  store 
From  his  unsparing  hands, 

Yea,  life  forevermore. 
Thrice  happy  they  who  meet  above, 
To  spend  eternity  in  love. 

260.  ^^^^  ^^P^^  ^^^^  'S'^ar,  the  Voice.  C.  M. 

1  There  is  a  hope,  a  blessed  hope, 

More  precious  and  more  bright 
Than  all  the  joyless  mockery 
The  world  esteems  delight. 

2  There  is  a  star,  a  lovely  star. 

That  lights  the  darkest  gloom. 
And  sheds  a  peaceful  radiance  o'er 
The  prospects  of  the  tomb. 

3  There  is  a  voice,  a  cheering  voice, 

That  lifts  the  soul  above. 
Dispels  the  painful,  anxious  doubt. 
And  whispers,  "  God  is  love." 

4  That  voice,  aloud  from  Calvary's  height, 

Proclaims  the  soul  forgiven  ; 
That  star  is  revelation's  light ; 
That  hope,  the  hope  of  heaven. 


261.  Warfare.  Laban.    S.  M. 

1  0,  WATCH,  and  fight,  and  pray ; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

2  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

.  Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  ; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

262.  ^  ^^«^  '^y  ^o«^-  L.  M. 
'  1  O  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone ! 

O  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  rae  down, 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find ; 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art. 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind. 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free ; 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

263.  '^^^  Lord  provides.  lOs. 

1  Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all  unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide  — 
The  Scripture  assures  us,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2  No  strength  of  our  own,  nor  goodness  we  claim ; 
Yet  since  we  have  known  the  Saviour's  great  name, 

In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide,  — 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

3  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
This  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through ; 
No  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  "  The  Lord  will  provide." 


264.  Tl^^  Sabbath  welcomed.  S.  M. 

1  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near. 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amid  the  place 

Where  Christ,  my  Lord,  has  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
Till  called  to  rise  and  soar  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


•» 


265.  Justification  by  Faith.  8s  &  7s. 

1  Aeise,  my  soul,  arise  ; 

Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears ; 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears  ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands; 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  The  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary, 
Now  pour  effectual  prayers. 

And  strongly  speak  for  me  : 
«  Forgive  him,  O,  forgive,"  they  cry, 

"  Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die." 

3  The  Father  hears  him  pray. 

The  dear  Anointed  One  ;  — 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  pleading  of  his  Son  : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 


266,  Olonjing.         Ortonville.    C.  M. 

1  Ashamed  of  Christ !    My  soul,  disdain 

The  mean,  ungenerous  thought : 
Shall  I  disown  that  Friend,  whose  blood 
To  man  salvation  brought  ? 

2  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace, 

From  heaven  to  earth  he  came, 
For  us  endured  the  painful  cross. 
For  us  despised  the  shame. 

3  At  his  command  we  must  take  up 

Our  cross  without  delay  ; 
Our  lives  —  a  thousand  lives  of  ours  — 
Can  ne'er  his  love  repay. 

4  To  bear  his  name,  his  cross  to  bear, 

Our  highest  honor  this  : 
Who  nobly  suffers  now  for  him 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  bliss. 

5  But  should  we  in  the  evil  day 

From  our  profession  fly, 
Jesus,  the  Judge,  before  the  world. 
The  traitor  will  deny. 

267.  Beport  of  the  Watcliman.  7s. 

1  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night. 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller!  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 
See  that  glory-beaming  star. 

2  Watchman !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller!  yes;  it  brings  the  day. 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

3  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller!  darkness  takes  its  flight; 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

4  Watchman  I  let  thy  wanderings  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller !  lo,  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Lo,  the  Son  of  God,  is  come ! 


268.  TJie  Worthies,    Hebrew  children.    P.M. 

Where  now  are  the  Hebrew  children  ? 
Where  now  are  the  Hebrew  children  ? 
Where  now  are  the  Hebrew  children  ? 

Safe  in  the  promised  land  : 
They  went  up  from  a  fiery  furnace, 
They  went  up  from  a  fiery  furnace, 
They  went  up  from  a  fiery  furnace. 

Safe  in  the  promised  land. 
By  and  by  we'll  go  and  meet  them, 
By  and  by  we'll  go  and  meet  them. 
By  and  by  we'll  go  and  meet  them, 

Safe  in  the  promised  land. 

2  Where  now  is  John  the  Baptist  ? 

Safe  in  the  promised  land. 
He  went  up  from  the  river  Jordan, 

Safe  in  the  promised  land. 
By  and  by  we'll  go  and  meet  him. 

Safe  in  the  promised  land. 

3  Where  now  is  good  old  Daniel  ? 

Safe  in  the  promised  land. 
He  went  up  from  the  den  of  lions, 

Safe  in  the  promised  land. 
By  and  by  we'll  go  and  meet  him. 

Safe  in  the  promised  land. 

269.  ^^  ^^*^*^  invoiced.  L.  M. 

1  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above. 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love ; 
O,  turn  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone. 

And  let  thy  sovereign  power  be  known. 

2  O,  let  a  holy  flock  await 

In  crowds  around  thy  temple  gate, 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 


270.  ^^^  ^^^^  *^  ^*^  Works.    Bethlehem.  li.  M. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  ; 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light. 

And  nights  and  days,  thy  power  confess ; 
But  that  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  Avorld  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

4  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ; 

O,  bless  the  world  with  heavenly  light; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise  ; 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

271.  Meditation  at  the  Tomh.   Weep.   CM. 

1  Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  warning  sound  ; 

My  ears,  attend  the  cry  — 
"Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb. 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 


272.  ^^^'«  Herald.  R  M. 

1  Come,  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims,  now, 

The  joyful  news  I'll  tell ; 
The  Lord  hath  sent  salvation  down 

To  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
The  angels  brought  the  tidings  down 

To  shepherds  in  the  field, 

That  God  to  man  is  reconciled, 

His  Son  to  man  revealed. 

Sing  glory,  honor,  to  the  Lamb, 

Salvation  to  our  King  ; 
All  who  are  washed  in  Jesus'  blood 
His  praises  ever  sing. 

2  Come,  all  ye  poor,  despised  souls. 

Unto  his  fold  repair. 
Where  God  his  boundless  love  unfolds, 
And  says  he'll  meet  us  there. 

273.  Parting.      We'll  stem  the  Storm.     C.  M. 

.1  Yes,  we  part,  but  not  forever ; 
Joyful  hopes  our  bosoms  swell ; 
They,  who  love  the  Saviour,  never 
Know  a  long,  a  last  farewell. 
Chorus.  We'll  stem  the  storm ;  it  won't  be  long ; 
The  heavenly  port  is  nigh  ; 
We'll  stem  the  storm ;  it  won't  be  long ; 
We'll  anchor  by  and  by. 

2  Sweet  this  hour  of  benediction,  f 

When  such  unions  come  to  mind,  \ 

When  each  holy  heart-conviction  ' 

Tells  of  bliss  for  us  designed.  | 

We'll  stem  the  storm,  &c.  ] 

3  What  a  morrow  beams  before  us!  I 

Brighter  far  than  tongue  can  tell !  » 

Glorious  morrow  to  restore  us 

Him  with  whom  we  long  to  dwell. 
We'll  stem  the  storm,  &c. 


2!74^,  Baptism  an  Emblem.  L.  M. 

1  Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 

That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord  ? 
Baptized  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 

Raised  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death; 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 
And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 

3  With  mind  and  heart  I  love  the  Lord, 

The  brethren,  prayer,  and  holy  word, 
His  Spirit  and  my  soul  attest. 

Till  mighty  grace  shall  give  me  rest. 

275.  Following  Christ  C.  M. 

1  Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave 

The  great  Redeemer  lies ; 
Faith  views  him  in  the  watery  grave, 
And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

2  Thus  do  his  willing  saints,  to-day. 

Their  ardent  zeal  express. 
And,  in  the  Lord's  appointed  way. 
Fulfil  all  righteousness. 

3  With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread. 

And  would  his  cause  maintain,  — 
Like  him  be  numbered  with  the  dead, 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 

276.  ^^^  ^^^  Portion.  C.  M. 

1  God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 

My  help  forever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up. 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  ray  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 


277.        ^^  LordCs  Supper  instituted.         L.  M. 

1  "  Do  this,"  he  cried,  "  till  time  shall  end, 

In  memory  of  yom-  dying  Friend ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord. 

2  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin ; 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ;  " 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  blessed  the  wine ; 
"  'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood." 

3  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate  ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

2/3;  '      Communion  with  Christ.    Boylston.   S.  M. 

1  Jesus  invites  his  saints 

To  meet  around  his  board ; 
Here  pardoned  rebels  sit,  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  This  holy  bread  and  wine 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 


279.    TJ^^  Gospel  a  Savor  of  Life  or  Death.    C.  M. 

1  Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme ; 

The  mysteries  that  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jew's  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlightened  from  above 

With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love. 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 


280.  Consoling.  7s  &  6s. 

1  Come,  my  friend,  and  let  us  try, 

For  a  little  season. 
Every  burden  to  lay  by ; 
Come,  and  let  us  reason. 

2  What  is  this  that  casts  you  down  ? 

What  is  this  that  grieves  you  ? 
Speak,  and  let  the  worst  be  known ; 
Speaking  may  relieve  you. 

3  Think  on  what  your  Saviour  bore 

In  the  gloomy  garden. 
Sweating  blood  at  every  pore, 
To  procure  thy  pardon. 

4  View  him  nailed  to  the  tree. 

Bleeding,  groaning,  dying; 

See,  he  suffered  this  for  thee ; 

Therefore  be  believing. 


'&• 


281.  Closing.  Greenville. 


'g» 


Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessin*^ 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 

Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing. 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 

O  refresh  us. 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness^ 

Thanks, we  give,  and  adoration. 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

So  whene'er  the  signal's  given. 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away. 

Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Called  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  thee  in  endless  day. 


282.  ^^  Address.  P.  M. 

1  Young  people  all,  attention  give, 

While  I  address  you  in  God's  name ; 
You  who  in  sin  and  folly  live, 

Come,  hear  the  counsel  of  a  friend  : 
I've  sought  for  bliss  in  glittering  toys, 

I've  ranged  th'  alluring  scenes  of  life, 
But  never  found  substantial  joys 

Until  I  heard  my  Saviour's  voice. 

2  He  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiven, 

And  swept  my  load  of  guilt  away ; 
He  gave  me  glory,  peace,  and  heaven, 

And  led  me  in  his  own  right  way ; 
And  now  with  trembling  sense  I  view 

Huge  billows  roll  beneath  your  path, 
While  death  eternal  waits  for  you 

Who  slight  the  force  of  gospel  truth. 

3  Think  of  the  soul  where  vengeance  reigns ! 

It  sinks  in  groans  and  ceaseless  cries : 
It  moves  amidst  the  burning  flames 

In  boundless  woes  and  agonies ; 
There  swallowed  up  in  blackest  night. 

Where  devils  dwell  and  thunders  roar, 
To  sink  in  keen  despair  and  guilt, 

When  thousand  thousand  years  are  o'er. 

4  O,  fellow  youth,  this  is  the  state 

Of  all  who  do  free  grace  refuse  ; 
And  soon  with  you  'twill  be  too  late     • 

The  way  of  life  in  Christ  to  choose. 
Come,  lay  your  carnal  weapons  by ; 

No  longer  fight  against  your  Lord ; 
And  with  my  mission  now  comply. 

And  heaven  shall  be  your  great  reward. 


283.  Christ  precious,   i  do  believe.    CM. 

1  Jesus  !  delicrbtful,  charminoj  name  ! 

It  spreads  a  fragrance  round  ; 
Justice  and  mercy,  truth  and  peace, 
In  union  here  are  found. 

2  He  is  our  Ufe,  our  joy,  our  strength  ; 

In  him  all  glories  meet ; 
He  is  a  shade  above  our  heads, 
A  light  to  guide  our  feet. 

3  The  thickest  clouds  are  soon  dispersed, 

If  Jesus  shows  his  face  ; 

To  weary,  heavy-laden  souls 

He  is  the  resting-place. 

284.  Heaven.  C.  M. 

1  O,  HAPPY  land  !     O,  happy  land  ! 

Where  saints  and  angels  dwell ; 
We  long  to  join  that  glorious  band. 
And  all  their  anthems  swell. 
Chorus.     O,  heaven,  sweet  heaven  ! 
O,  home  of  the  blest; 
How  I  long  to  be  there, 
All  its  glory  to  share, 

And  to  lean  on  my  Saviour's  breast ! 

2  Be  all  our  fresh,  our  youthful  days 

To  thy  blest  service  given  ; 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  sing  thy  praise, 
A  ransomed  band  in  heaven. 

285.  TJie  Lamh  of  Qod.    The  Cross.    CM. 

1  Behold,  behold,  the  Lamb  of  God 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross ! 
For  you  he  shed  his  precious  blood 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross ! 
The  rocks  do  rend,  the  mountains  quake. 
While  Jesus  doth  atonement  make  — 
While  Jesus  suffers  for  our  sake 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 


286.  ^^^'^  Goodness,  C.  M. 

1  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  ^ 

For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

287.  Repentance.  L.  M. 

1  Return,  my  wandering  soul,  return. 

And  seek  an  injured  Father's  fice ; 

Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn 

Were  kindled  by  redeeming  grace. 

2  Return,  my  wandering  soul,  return  ; 

The  dying  Saviour  bids  thee  live ; 
Go,  view  his  bleeding  side,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

3  Return,  my  wandering  soul,  return. 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear ; 
'Tis  God  who  says,  "  No  longer  mourn ; " 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 

288  Chrisfs  Invitation  to  Sinners,  L.  M. 

1  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come  ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils. 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  dehght : 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  the  neck ; 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. 


289.  Salvation  hy  Christ    coronation.  C.  M. 

1  Behold  the  sin-atoning  Lamb, 

With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love  ; 
To  take  away  our  guilt  and  shame, 
See  him  descending  from  above. 

2  Our  sins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid  ; 

He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load  ; 
Our  ransom-price  he  fully  paid 

In  groans  and  tears,  in  sweat  and  blood. 

3  To  save  a  guilty  world  he  dies ; 

Sinners,  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb  ; 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes. 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 

290.  Jesus  lives.      old  Hundred.    L.  M. 

1  I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives  ; 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives  ! 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  head. 

2  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death  ; 
He  lives  my  mansion  to  prepare. 

He  lives  to  bring  me  safely  there ! 

3  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name  ! 
He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same ; 
O,  the  sweet  joys  the  sentence  gives, 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

291.  Joyful  Tidings.      Coronation.    CM. 

1  Salvation  !  O,  melodious  sound 

To  wretched,  dying  men  ! 
Salvation  tliat  from  God  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  God  again. 

2  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 

These  dying  hopes  can  raise  ; 
Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul, 
And  turn  my  prayer  to  praise. 


292.  Behold  the  tamh  of  God.  C.  M. 

1  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  who  bore 

Thy  guilt  upon  the  tree, 
And  paid  in  blood  the  dreadful  score, 
The  ransom  due  for  thee. 

2  Behold  him  till  the  sight  endears 

The  Saviour  to  thy  heart ; 
His  pierced  feet  bedew  with  tears, 
Nor  from  his  cross  depart. 

3  Behold  him  till  his  dying  love 

Thy  every  thought  control ; 
Its  vast,  constraining  influence  prove 
O'er  body,  spirit,  soul. 

4  Behold  him,  as  the  race  you  run, 

Your  never-failing  Friend ; 
He  will  complete  the  work  begun, 
And  grace  in  glory  end. 

QQ^^JjuriedwWi  Cliristhy  Baptism.  Greenville.8s&7s. 

1  Thou  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus, 

"  Take  thy  cross  and  follow  me  ;  " 
Shall  the  word  with  terror  seize  us  ? 
Shall  we  from  the  burden  flee  ? 

Lord,  I'll  take  it. 
And,  rejoicing,  follow  thee. 

2  While  this  liquid  tomb  surveying. 

Emblem  of  my  Saviour's  grave  ; 
Shall  I  shun  its  brink,  betraying 
Feelings  worthy  of  a  slave  ? 

No!  rifenter: 
Jesus  entered  Jordan's  wave. 

3  Blest  the  sign  which  thus  reminds  me, 

Saviour,  of  thy  love  for  me  ; 
But  more  blest  the  love  that  binds  me 
In  its  deathless  bonds  to  thee : 

O,  what  pleasure, 
Buried  with  my  Lord  to  be ! 


294. 


Turtle  Dove.     Bethlehem.    L.  M.  D, 


1  Hark!  don't  you  hear  the  turtle  dove, 
A  token  of  redeeming  love  ? 

From  hill  to  hill  we  hear  the  sound  ; 

The  neigliboring  valleys  echo  round. 

O,  Zion,  hear  the  turtle  dove, 

A  token  of  redeeming  love ; 

They've  come  these  barren  lands  to  cheer, 

And  welcome  in  the  jubilee  year. 

2  The  winter's  past,  the  rain  is  o'er, 
We  feel  the  chilling  winds  no  more ; 
Sweet  spring  has  come,  and  summer  too ; 
All  things  appear  divinely  new. 

On  Zion's  mount  the  watchmen  cry, 
The  resurrection's  drawing  nigh ; 
Behold,  the  nations  from  abroad, 
Are  flocking  to  the  mount  of  God. 

3  The  trumpet  sounds  both  far  and  nigh  ; 
O,  sinner,  turn  —  why  will  you  die? 
Will  you  resist  the  gospel  charms? 
Come,  list  with  Christ,  gird  on  your  arms. 
These  are  the  days  that  were  foretold. 

In  ancient  times,  by  prophets  old  ; 
They  longed  to  see  this  glorious  light ; 
But  all  have  died  without  the  sight. 

4  The  latter  days  have  now  come  on. 
And  fugitives  are  marching  home ; 
Behold,  the  nations  from  abroad 
Are  flocking  to  the  mount  of  God. 
O,  yes,  and  1  will  join  the  band ; 
Here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand ; 
With  Satan's  bands  no  more  I'll  be, 
But  fight  for  Christ  and  liberty. 


295.  The  anxious  Soul.  P.M. 

-1  O,  WHAT  shall  I  do  to  be  saved  ? 

Will  you  tell  me,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord  ? 
For  long  have  I  sought  it  with  tears ; 
But  my  weeping  no  rest  can  afford. 

Chorus.  O,  I've  sought  it,  I've  sought  it  before, 
But  I've  sought  it,  I've  sought  it  in  vain ; 
Yet  I'll  seek  it,  I'll  seek  it  once  more, 
Firmly  hoping  salvation  to  gain. 

2  O,  what  shall  I  do  to  be  saved  ? 

Can  you  tell  me,  that  preach  up  the  cross, 
If  a  sinner  like  me  can  be  saved  ? 
On  the  billows  of  wrath  I  am  tossed. 

3  O,  what  shall  I  do  to  be  saved? 

Can  you  tell  me,  young  convert  so  strong  ? 
For  I'm  sinking  in  misery  down. 
And  in  hell  must  awake  before  long. 

4  Lord,  what  wilt  thou  have  me  to  do  ? 

For  mj  soul  dies  in  anguish  and  pain ! 
Men  and  brethren,  my  last  look  to  you ! 
Hell  beneath  moves  my  soul  soon  to  gain. 

5  "  Believe  and  repent,"  saith  the  Lord  ; 

"  Submit  you  to  Christ,"  say  the  saints ; 
"  'Twas  thus,"  says  the  convert,  "  I  found 
Salvation  from  all  my  complaints." 

296.  Greeting.     Auld  Lang  Syne.    CM. 

1  Dear  Saviour,  we  rejoice  to  hear, 
Poor  sinners  sweetly  tell 
How  thou  art  pleased  to  save  from  sin ; 
From  sorrow,  death,  and  hell. 

■   2  Lord,  we  unite  to  j^raise  thy  name, 
For  grace  so  freely  given  ; 
Still  may  we  keep  on  Zion's  road 
And  dwell  at  last  in  heaven. 


297.  C'AanYy.  .P.M. 

1  Hail  the  gospel  jubilee ; 
Jesus  comes  to  set  us  free, 
Who  shed  for  us  his  precious  blood, 
To  raise  our  fallen  souls  to  God ; 
And  since  the  work  of  suffering's  done. 
We'll  glory  give  to  God  alone. 
Free  salvation  be  our  boast, 
Ever  mindful  what  it  cost ; 
Ever  grateful  for  the  prize, 
Let  our  praises  reach  the  skies. 

Chorus.   Firm  united  let  us  be 

In  the  bonds  of  charity; 

As  a  band  of  brothers  joined, 

Loving  God  and  all  mankind. 


298.  Waiting.  German.    8s. 

1  I'm  glad  that  I  was  made  to  live ; 

I'm  on  my  way  to  glory  ; 
From  sin  and  woe  my  soul  shall  go ; 

I'm  on  my  way  to  glory  ; 
I  want  to  go,  I  long  to  go, 

I'm  on  my  way  to  glory. 

299.  No  Sorrow  there.  S.  M. 

1  Come,  sing  to  me  of  heaven 
When  I'm  about  to  die  ; 
Sing  songs  of  holy  ecstasy, 
And  waft  my  soul  on  high. 

Chorus.  There'll  be  no  more  sorrow  there  ; 
There'll  be  no  more  sorrow  there ; 
In  heaven  above  where  all  is,  love, 
There'll  be  no  more  sorrow  there. 


CHORUSES. 

2Q0       There  are  angels  hovering  round, 
There  are  angels  hovering  round, 
There  are  angels  hovering  round. 

301  ■^  WILL  praise  thee,  I  will  praise  thee; 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin  ? 

302  When  I  am  happy  I  can  sing, 
I  am  on  my  journey  home, 

303.  ^  ^^  liappy,  I  am  happy, 
I  am  happy  in  the  Lord ; 

I  don't  want  to  stay  forever  here ; 
So  freely,  so  freely,  so  freely, 
Going  home  to  glory. 

304.  M^Y  we  all  meet  in  heaven. 
May  we  all  meet  in  heaven, 
Where  we  shall  meet,  at  Jesus'  feet. 
To  part  no  more. 

305  Palms  of  victory,  crowns  of  glory. 
Palms  of  victory  you  shall  bear ; 
Shout,  O,  glory,  O,  glory  ; 
Palms  of  victory  you  shall  bear. 

306  There  we  shall  see  Jesus, 
There  we  shall  see  Jesus, 

There  we  shall  see  Jesus,  Jesus,  Jesus, 
When  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

307  Glory,  honor,  praise,  and  power, 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  forever ! 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer ! 
Hallelujah !  praise  the  Lord ! 

QQQ      Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb 

Who  hath  purchased  our  pardon ; 
We  will  praise  him  again 
When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 


CHOEUSES. 

309,     Turn  to  the  Lord  and  seek  redemption, 
Sound  the  praise  of  his  dear  name; 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 

Christ  the  Lord  has  come  to  reign. 

2 JO,     ^  ^^  bound  for  the  promised  land, 
I  am  bound  for  the  promised  land ; 
My  Saviour  smiles,  and  he  bids  me  come; 
I  am  bound  for  the  promised  land. 

32  J ^      I  AM  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
I  am  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
I  am  bound  for  sweet  Canaan, 
I  am  on  my  way  home. 

312.  ^^  *^^^  union,  in  this  union, 
We'll  go  on. 

313.  Home  to  glory,  home  to  glory. 
Home  to  glory,  we  will  go. 

314.  -^^  ^^^  been  with  us, 
And  he  still  is  with  us. 

And  he  says  he  will  go  with  us  to  the 
end. 

315.  ^  YIELD,  I  yield,  I  yield, 
I  can  hold  out  no  more. 

316.  ^'  ^-^'^  taken  my  feet 
From  the  mire  and  the  clay. 

And  placed  them  on  the  rock  of  ages; 
O,  he's  taken  my  feet 
From  the  mire  and  the  clay. 
And  placed  them  on  the  rock,  Christ 
Jesus. 

317      ^'  WEEP  ye,  weep,  and  mourn  ye,  mourn! 
Forsake  your  evil  way. 
And  to  a  righteous  Judge  return, 
Before  that  dreadful  day. 


CHORUSES. 

^  Jg^      Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 

morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine 

aid; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is 

laid. 

31 9.  Lord,  revive  us ; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

320.  ^  LOVE  Jesus,  Hallelujah, 
I  love  Jesus,  yes,  I  do ; 
I  do  love  Jesus,  he's  my  Saviour; 
Jesus  smiles,  and  loves  me  too. 

321.  Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away ; 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day; 
Happy  day,  happy  day. 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away. 

322.  ■'^^*  ®v^^y  ^°®  *^^*  thirsteth, 
Come  ye  to  the  waters. 
Freely  drink  and  quench  your  thirst, 
Zion's  sons  and  daughters. 

323      "^^^  ^*^^^  ^^®  reaping-tirae  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

324.  W^'^E  on  our  journey  home 
To  the  new  Jerusalem. 

325.  ^^  ^^'  S°  ^^ '  ■'^'^  bound  to  meet  you  in 

heaven ; 
I  hope  to  meet  you  there, 
Where  parting  is  no  more.  f 

326.  ^<^0D  news  gone  to  Canaan, 
I'm  on  my  way. 


CHORUSES. 

327.  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  praise  ye  the  Lord. 

328.  ^  ^^  bound  for  the  kingdom  ; 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  ? 
Hallelujah,  praise  ye  the  Lord. 

329.  ^'  ^^^  place,  what  a  happy  place, 
The  place  where  Jesus  is. 

The  place  where  Christians   all   shall 

meet. 
And  never  part  again ! 

330.  Pkaise,  praise  him,  glory,  Hallelujah. 

331.  I  ^^^  P"^  hase,  I  own  I'm  vile, 
But  mercy's  all  my  plea ; 
Remember,  Lord,  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

332.  ^'  s'^^^T  heaven. 

How  I  long  to  be  complete ! 

333.  O,  who's  like  Jesus  ?     Hallelujah, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  ; 

There's  none  like  Jesus !     Hallelujah  ; 
Love  and  serve  the  Lord. 

334.  C)ome,  let  us  join  our  hearts  and  hands. 

All  in  one  band  completely; 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  land. 
Where  the  waters  flow  so  sweetly. 

335       L^on't  you  hear  th'  archangels  singing? 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah. 

336.  ^'  TURN,  sinners,  turn; 
May  the  Lord  help  you  turn ; 

O,  turn,  sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  you  die  ? 

337.  ^^^  precious  blood  our  ransom  paid ; 
Thine  all  the  glory  be. 


DOXOLOGIES. 

338.  .    L.  M. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

339.  L.M. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one. 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given. 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

340.  C.  M. 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  be  adored. 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

341.  C.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God,  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now. 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

342.  S.M. 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 

And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Adore  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 

And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

343.  H.  M. 

To  God  the  Father's  throne 

Your  highest  honors  raise  ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son ; 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise  : 
With  all  our  j)owers,  eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores. 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES 


grace 


A  beautiful  land  by  faith  I  see 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 

Afflictions,  though  they  seem  severe 

Ah,  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 

All  that  I  was,  my  sin,  my  guilt 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 

Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies 

An  alien  from  God,  and  a  stranger  to 

A  poor,  wayfaring  man  of  grief 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise  . 

Ashamed  of  Christ !     My  soul  disdain 

As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song    . 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 

Attend,  ye  saints,  and  hear  me  tell 

Baptized  into  our  Saviour's  death  . 
Beautiful  Zion,  built  above 
Begone,  unbelief;  my  Saviour  is  near 
Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 
Behold,  behold,  the  Lamb  of  God  . 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  who  bore 
Behold  the  sin-atoning  Lamb 
Be  thou,  0  God,  exalted  high     . 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death 
Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  thy  rest 
Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave  . 

Child  of  sin  and  sorrow  . 
Children  of  the  heavenly  King   . 
167 


INDEX    TO    FIRST   LINES. 


Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme     . 
Christians,  if  your  liearts  be  warm 
Come,  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims,  now     . 
Come  and  taste,  along  with  me  , 
'  Come,  brethren,  let  us  seek  the  Lord 
Come,  brethren,  you  that  love  the  Lord 
Come,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part    . 
Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 
Come,  heavenly  love,  inspire  ray  song    . 
Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls  . 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  Divine     . 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove     . 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above   . 
Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 
Come,  my  friend,  and  let  us  try  . 
Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above 
Come,  sing  to  me  of  heaven 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast   . 
Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing    . 
Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit 
Come,  —  'tis  Jesus'  invitation 
Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus 
Come  to  the  place  of  prayer 
Come,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
Come,  weary  sinner,  in  whose  breast  . 
Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord  . 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness 

Dear  Saviour,  we  rejoice  to  hear 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  . 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing.  Lord 

Don't  you  see  my  Jesus  coming 

Do  this,  he  cried,  till  time  shall  end  . 

Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word  . 

Eternal  Spirit,  on  me  move 
168 


209 


INDEX    TO   FIRST   LINES. 


Far,  far  o'er  hill  and  dell,  on  the  winds  stealing 

Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone 

Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone   . 

Farewell,  farewell  to  all  below    . 

Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  is  at  hand 

Friends  of  freedom,  swell  the  song     . 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 

From  whence  doth  this  union  arise 

Gently,  Lord,  O,  gently  lead  us 
God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 
God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope 
Good  news,  good  news  to  Adam's  race   . 
Go,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize 
Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound 
Great  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah     . 

Hail,  sovereign  love,  that  first  began 
Hail,  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds  . 
Hail  the  blest  morn !  see  the  great  Mediator 
Hail  the  gospel  jubilee        .... 
Hail,  thou  long-expected  Jesus 
Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus    . 
Hark !  don't  you  hear  the  turtle  dove 
Hark !  from  the  tombs  a  warning  sound 
Hark !  hark !  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds 
Hark !  hear  the  sound ;  on  earth  'tis  found 
Hark !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Hear  the  royal  proclamation 
Heart  of  stone,  relent,  relent 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine 
Holy  Source  of  consolation     . 
How  beauteous  are  their  feet 
How  beautiful  the  sight  .... 
How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord 
1G9 


INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINKS. 


How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state 

How  lovely  the  place  where  the  Saviour  appears 

How  lost  was  my  condition 

How  precious  is  the  name        .... 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 

How  sweet  to  reflect  on  those  joys  that  await  me 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 

I  have  fought  the  good  fight    .... 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  .... 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives 

I'll  try  to  prove  faithful 

I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  my  Lord 

I  love  to  steal  a  while  away         .... 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger   . 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger 

I'm  glad  salvation's  free  .... 

I'm  glad  that  I  was  born  to  die    . 

I'm  glad  that  I  was  made  to  live 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways     . 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands 

In  mercy,  Lord,  remember  me     . 

Inquire,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way    . 

Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory     . 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling    . 

I  want  to  be  an  angel  .... 

I  would  not  live  alway :  I  ask  not  to  stay 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be       .         .         . 

Jesus,  dear  name,  how  sweet  the  sound 

Jesus  !  delightful,  charming  name  . 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name    .    •     . 

Jesus  invites  his  saints 

170 


INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES. 


Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 201 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone          .        .        .  139 

Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way 125 

Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all      .         .         .         .  246 
Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend  .         .         .         .117 

Jesus,  thy  love  shall  we  forget    ....  164 

Jesus,  Avhere'er  thy  people  meet     .         .         ,         .  6Q 

Join  all  the  glorious  names          ....  206 

Join,  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name    .        .         .  239 

Joyfully,  joyfully  onward  I  move        ...  74 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea        ....  40 

Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation  ....  177 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son    ....  340 

Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour       .         .         .  152 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake       ....  251 

Lift  up  your  heads,  Immanuel's  friends      .         .  235 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling     .        .         .  176 

Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land    ....  143 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ....  281 

Lord,  in  the  morning  I  will  send         .         .         .  211 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear     •        .        .  234 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling    ....  202 

Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me  ....  173 

Mary  to  the  Saviour's  tomb         ....  34 
Meekly  in  Jordan's  holy  stream      .        .        .        .113 

Mercy,  O  thou  son  of  David       ....  141 
Met,  O  God,  to  ask  thy  presence     .         .         .         .123 

'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  complaints  175 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb        ....  183 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone          .        .         .  150 

My  Bible  leads  to  glory 146 

My  brother,  I  wish  you  well        ....  148 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 126 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 168 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair      ...  84 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair  .        .        .  142 

171 


INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES. 

My  pilgrimage  will  shortly  end   . 

My  soul's  full  of  glory,  inspiring  my  tongue  . 

Nay,  I  cannot  let  thee  go        ...        . 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee     .... 

Nothing,  either  great  or  small 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme   . 

Now  is  th'  accepted  time  .... 

Now  the  Saviour  standeth  pleading    . 

O,  come,  my  loving  neighbors,  will  you  go  to  glory 

O  for  a  breeze  of  heavenly  love 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God       .... 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing     . 

O,  happy  day,  that  fixed  ray  choice     . 

O,  happy  land !     O,  happy  land      .         . 

O,  hearken ;  sinners,  we  have  come   . 

O,  how  happy  are  they 

O,  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh    .... 
O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit  . 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone 

O,  there  will  be  mourning,  mourning,  mourning 

O  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows  . 

O  Thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight 

O,  turn  ye,  O,  turn  ye,  for  why  will  you  die 

Our  Captain  leads  us  on  .... 

Our  souls,  by  love  together  knit 

Out  on  an  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride 

O,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray 

O,  what  shall  I  do  to  be  saved 

O,  when  shall  I  see  Jesus  . 

O,  ye  young,  ye  gay,  and  proud 

Poor  sin-sick,  weeping  heart 
Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey 
Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 
Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire  . 
172 


INDEX    TO    FIRST    LINES. 


Pray  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord   . 
Precious  Bible !  what  a  treasure  . 
Preserved  by  thine  almighty  power 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern   . 
Remember,  sinful  youth,  you  must  die 
Return,  return,  my  wandering  soul 
Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me       . 

Salvation,  O,  melodious  sound 

Salvation,  O,  the  joyful  sound 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation     .... 

Saw  ye  my  Saviour,  saw  ye  my  Saviour 

Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us        .         .         . 

Shall  e'er  cold  water  be  forgot 

Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river 

Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  forever    . 

Show  pity.  Lord ;  O  Lord,  forgive   . 

Since  man  by  sin  hast  lost  his  God 

Sing,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord 

Sinners,  vvrill  you  scorn  the  message     . 

Soldiers  of  the  cross,  arise       .... 

Sovereign  grace  has  power  alone 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think     . 

Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer    . 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 
The  day  is  past  and  gone      .... 
The  happy  morn  is  come  .... 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory.  Lord    . 
The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes 
The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know 
The  Lord  is  our  shepherd,  our  guardian  and  guide 
The  morning  light  is  breaking 
There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 
There  is  a  hope,  a  blessed  hope    . 
There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 
173 


INDEX    TO   FIRST   LINES. 


There's  a  friend  above  all  others 

There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee,  brother 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Escape  . 

Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  aflfright 

Thou  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus 

Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron,  thy  silver  streams 

To-day,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice 

Together  let  us  sweetly  live     . 

To  leave  my  dear  friends,  and  with  neighbors  to  part 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu     . 
Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 


Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night 
"We  all  must  speak  for  Jesus 
Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest 
We're  travelling  home  to  heaven  above 
What  a  Captain  I  have  got 
What  a  mercy,  a  mercy  is  this     . 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
What's  this  that  steals,  that  steals  upon  my  frame 
What  various  hindrances  we  meet  . 
When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God 
When  converts  first  begin  to  sing    . 
When  I  can  read  my  title  clear    . 
When  I  set  out  for  glory 
When  I  was  down  in  Egypt  land 
When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain     . 
When  torn  is  the  bosom  with  sorrow  or  care 
When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge 
When  we  hear  the  music  ringing 
Whene'er  we  meet,  you  always  say 
Where  now  are  the  Hebrew  children    . 
While  nature  was  sinking  in  stillness  to  rest 
With  love  and  pity  I  look  round  . 
Whither  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger 
174 


INDEX    TO   FIRST   LINES. 


Why  should  the  children  of  a  king       ...  78 

Why  sleep  we,  my  brethren  ?  come,  let  us  arise      .        7 


Ye  dying  sons  of  men    . 
Ye  new-born  souls,  your  voices  raise 
Yes,  my  native  land  I  love  thee   . 
Yes,  we  part,  but  not  forever 
Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking 
Ye  valiant  soldiers  of  the  cross 
Young  people  all,  attention  give  . 
Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints 


98 
224 
210 
273 
180 
4 
282 
219 


You  will  see  your  Lord  a  coming  .        .        .        105 


CHORUSES. 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons          ....  318 

Come,  let  us  join  our  hearts  and  hands         .        .  334 

Don't  you  hear  the  archangels         ....  335 

For  soon  the  reaping  time 323 

Glory,  honor,  praise,  and 307 

Good  news  gone  to  Canaan 326 

Go  on,  go  on ;  I'm  bound  to 325 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb 308 

Happy  day,  happy  day 321 

He  has  been  with  us 314 

Ho !  every  one  that  thirsteth 322 

Home  to  glory,  home  to  glory       .        .        .        .      '  313 

I  am  bound  for  the  kingdom 311 

I  am  bound  for  the  kingdom          ....  323 
I  am  bound  for  the  promised  land    ,         .         .         .310 

I  am  happy,  I  am  happy  ......  303 

I  love  Jesus,  Hallelujah 320 

175 


INDEX    TO   FIRST   LINES. 

In  this  union 312 

I  own  I'm  base 331 

I  will  praise  thee 301 

I  yield,  I  yield 315 

Lord,  revive  us      .         .         ,  *     ,        .         •        .  319 

May  we  all  meet      » 304 

O,  he's  taken  my  feet 316 

O,  sweet  heaven 332 

O,  the  place,  what 329 

O,  turn,  sinners 336 

O,  weep  ye,  weep 317 

O,  who's  like  Jesus 333 

Palms  of  victory 305 

Praise,  praise  him 330 

Praise  ye  the  Lord       .        .        .        .        .        .  327 

There  are  angels  hovering  round    .        .         .        .  300 

There  we  shall  see  Jesus 306 

Thy  precious  blood 337 

Turn  to  the  Lord 309 

When  I  am  happy 303 

We're  on  our  journey  .        .        .        .        .        .  324 


DOXOLOGIES. 

Let  God  the  Father         .        .        .        .        .  .340 

Praise  God,  from  whom       .....  338 

To  Father,  Son,  and 341 

To  God  the  Father,  God       .         .         ,         .         .  339 

To  God  the  Father's  throne     .        .        .        .  .343 

Ye  angels  round 342 

176 


Ofi^f ' 


